Power Hour

Everyone who works the standard Monday to Friday, nine to five job knows that the last hour of the day can feel like the longest of them all. Recently I was talking to a friend of mine who, much like myself, sits in front of a computer all day long in an office full of other people who sit in front of computers all day long.

We often send each other emails throughout the day as a means of counting down to the sweet, sweet freedom of 5pm, as well as to regale each other with the ridiculous interoffice happenings that only we would find hilarious. It’s a cheap form of entertainment but it keeps us both from hanging ourselves with telephone cords or using our staplers as hunting rifles to shoot mass amounts of staples at our co-workers.

My favorite email to send is the one that says “ONE MORE HOUR!” in all capital letters just like that because I am literally screaming it with excitement in my head. I sent my friend that message at 4pm yesterday and her response was one of the best things I’ve heard in a long time. It went something like this:

ME: ONE MORE HOUR!!!

‎‎Friend: THANK GOD!! As my boss likes to call it, it's power hour!

‎‎ME: Power hour? seriously? LOL!

‎‎Friend: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! I know.

‎‎ME: As in, power through the last hour? or what?

‎‎Friend: LOL! I have no idea!

‎‎ME: Hahahahahahahhahahahaha!!!!!!!!

‎‎Friend: Your reaction is the best though! Haha! Just what I was thinking in my head the whole time!

‎‎ME: Omg, that is so funny! I'm totally using the whole "power hour" thing now.

And believe me, I did. The very next day I sent out a mass text, email and tweet at 4pm saying “Whoo hoo! It’s power hour!” I would post the various responses I got but quite frankly, they were pretty inappropriate and my mom reads this blog, so I will spare her.

Your gross negativity won’t derail me though. My fierce sense of endurance will make sure the Power Hour phrase perseveres. So don’t be surprised when your phone goes off at 4pm today. Face it people; Power Hour is the only hope we have of pushing through to the freedom of 5pm. Embrace it.