Let’s be fair, getting to split from work, at any time of day or night, in any weather or situation, is very rarely a bad thing. Unless of course you’re carrying a banker’s box with all of your shit. Then, maybe it’s a bad thing.
Staying on point, the fact remains that all of this–without question–is amplified by good weather. If you really want to crank it up, throw in the idea that it’s a Friday. And, for even more fun, how about you’re leaving to go on a vacation of just about any kind.
I don’t know about you, but I really enjoy and take care in the song selection for that small ride out of the parking lot. I liken it back to what I’d feel as I left high school after the day was over. You had to pick a good song to play yourself out, for the day. You knew people would be walking around, leaving as you did, and while you were at least circumstantially aware that no one gave a shit, you had to pretend as if you were cool. Or, at the very least, living your life as if it was a music video.
Leaving from work is basically the same thing, just minus the hot girls and homework.
Polar Opposite of this Feeling?: Having to walk home or from your parking spot in the rain, on the first day of your work week. Without an umbrella. Because it wasn’t supposed to rain (or, you just didn’t check).
scott spinelli 