Which are the 2 Worst Days for WPV/SV? YOU Should Know!
Written By: Robert D. Sollars
It’s a statistic that has floated around out there for more than a decade and it hasn’t changed. The only thing that has changed about it is the number of deaths that come about on those days. Even now with both adults & children working/learning from home, in increasing numbers, they are still the deadliest days.
Even at home? Yes, even at home. If you don’t remember the adage I’ve put forth for a long time; If it starts or ends at work/school then it is to be considered workplace/school violence. And to answer another question, yes it does go along with all businesses and schools.
In other words, if someone gets pissed off at an adult remote working, or a child, and the result is an assault from that individual…then it’s considered as such. Will we ever know about it? Nope, not in the least. And why not? Because it didn’t happen at school or the job site properly, therefore, according to the media, law enforcement, or the government it can’t be counted as a workplace or school violence.
But the original question remains…why are Tuesdays & Fridays the deadliest days of the week for WPV/SV? For most people, it totally eludes them as if they’re locked away under a sheath of blackness never to see light again. The truth is, it’s not that hard to figure out!
You go to work on Monday, and while the weekend may have been depressing, for whatever reasons (which can be innumerable), the job is okay and you plod through the day, like a sloth or zombie, doing the same old shit, just on a different day. Then the depression, anger, and other items begin to pummel you into the ground…once again. By the end of the day or later at night. The only logical step…kill some of those sum bitches at work on Tuesday, who’ve made your life a living fucking hell at that motherfucking place.
But what about Fridays? That should be a great day because the weekend is coming up and you can relax, have a date, enjoy the solitude or noise, depending on your predisposition, and just kick back with a cold one, watching whatever on the boob tube.
But also remember, Fridays are the day’s someone, in a regular job not service related, that everyone gets fired, laid-off, or disciplined for any issues. Therefore, the same thing…I’m gonna kill those sum bitches for fucking me out of my job and supporting…whoever or whatever habit you’re in, and with the political climate we’re in, doesn’t matter which side you’re on.
The same reasons that someone will bring a firearm or knife to work and begin to shoot or stab people, is the same reason why they do it on Tuesdays & Fridays. Simple out and out anger explodes into a volcanic rage that has unstoppable energy behind it. The only thing that’ll stop it is a bullet or the action of others in the general area, taking them down…somehow.
When that anger does explode, it usually won’t be stopped by mere diplomacy on the part of colleagues, managers, anyone, or anything. In either event, there will be blood splatter to clean up and lives of people traumatized by the fact. How badly they’re traumatized depends on too many psychological factors to mention here.
Have no doubt, people will be traumatized by the incident and may not be able to come to terms with it on their own. And some may be traumatized for a lifetime and on medication.
It happens to Anyone…Any Time…Anywhere… For any Reason
As a co-worker, fellow student, friend, loved one, manager, or CEO, do you want that on your conscience? Or possibly worse, do you want it on YOUR conscience? Think about how YOU screwed up and let it happen by not doing enough. Can you live with that for the next few decades? I hope so.
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