poll for a Sunday night

[kindkit]

A semi-serious poll to conclude the weekend. You can guess how much I'm looking forward to Monday morning.

People here via their network or whatever should feel free to answer too--it doesn't matter if I know you or not.

Poll #18799 Sunday Night Blues

Open to: Registered Users, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 15

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Do you feel sad on Sunday night (or whatever night is the end of your weekend) because you have to go to work the next day?

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Yes, always or almost always
5 (33.3%)

Yes, sometimes
8 (53.3%)

Yes, rarely
1 (6.7%)

Never or almost never
1 (6.7%)

If you get the Sunday night blues, when do they generally start?

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Sunday evening
10 (71.4%)

Sunday mid-day
3 (21.4%)

Sunday morning
0 (0.0%)

Saturday
1 (7.1%)

If you get the Sunday Night Blues, do you think you'd feel differently if you liked your job more?

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Yes
6 (42.9%)

No
8 (57.1%)

Has this poll made you even more depressed about going to work tomorrow?

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Yes
5 (35.7%)

No
9 (64.3%)

Whose fault is it?

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Capitalism
13 (92.9%)

Human nature
2 (14.3%)

My boss's
4 (28.6%)

My coworkers'
3 (21.4%)

My own
2 (14.3%)

The patriarchy
5 (35.7%)

Other, which I might choose to explain in comments
1 (7.1%)

Comments

[st_aurafina]

I substituted Wednesday for Sunday because my week starts there.

And I quite like my job - it's not awful, the people are nice - but I don't like it as much as staying home with my internets friends.

[lilliburlero]

I suffer Sunday Night Anxiety rather than the Blues exactly. I think it's a conditioned reflex from schooldays, especially from the year I spent at boarding school. In the normal run of things we all went home for a weekend twice a term, and there was a week's half-term in the middle. I spent these with my grandparents, and saw my mum and dad in the longer holidays. Going back (which happened on Sunday night) was always difficult, but that was the same for everyone. In the last term my parents came back to England and I knew my mother really wanted me to come home for weekends, otherwise I might have refused. It was excruciating, because no-one else my age went home every weekend, and they'd all done things over the weekend that I wasn't in on, so I was odd man out until about Wednesday every week, and the cycle began again. But the more childish part of me did want to see mum and dad every weekend too, so Sunday nights were a wrench. That's, um, thirty years ago, but I guess these things get laid down at some deep stratum.

I like my job and most of the time I even look forward to teaching. But on Sunday night it can feel like this, this will be the week I Get Caught and am exposed as a Fraud.

[magnetic_pole]

We were just talking about Sunday night dread/anxiety the other day. Such a common thing.

I enjoy my job and am lucky to have it and usually don't even mind once the week gets going, but I feel like I always need more downtime. A day or two off is never enough. M.