I don't like Sunday night.  In fact, on Sundays, I do not enjoy going out after 6pm.  Reason? simple --- gotta work tomorrow!

I would rather stay home or play at home to familiarize myself with the Monday mood.

Tonight at around 10pm, I go to the Park'n Shop.  There are 2 Park'n Shops in Kowloon City.  I went to the farther one in Kowloon City Plaza, which takes only a few minutes' walk from home.  On the way to the Plaza, I saw almost all stores on the street were closed.  Comparing this to Saturday (same place, same time), half of the street were still doing business.  Therefore, all stores on Sunday night were telling you, "hey, get prepared for Monday."

Some colleagues of mine stayed up very late on Sunday night (i.e. 2-3am on Monday).  They said, "I just don't want to see Sunday going...so I just stayed up the night and watch all my downloaded shows."  As a result, they were very tired on Monday (and...throughout the week).

Anyway, I found a way to get myself adapted to the Monday mood.  I am fortunate enough to have a canteen/cafeteria at my work place.  I usually have breakfast there on Monday.  The 30 minutes I spent there actually helps my to get familiarized with the environment: looking out from the windows, I see my office building; and I saw other departments' colleagues eating in the same cafeteria.  Then, close to 9am, when I'm heading my office building, I won't feel like "not-ready-for-it".

I must record my memory here.  This morning (Sunday) I was taking a Castle Peak Road minibus to church at around 8am.  The driver was so rude.  There were Passenger A, B, and C in the bus.

The happenings in sequences:

1. Passenger A requested the driver, saying "next bus stop please."  The driver did not acknowledge the stop request.  Passenger A shouted again, "next bus stop please."  The driver () was then agitated, retorting, "is it next bus stop?  Next bus stop, right?  Is that you want to get off at the next bus stop?  Next stop, right?  Is that right?" Passenger A was like .
2. While Passenger A was getting off, Passenger B ask, "is it xxxx Street here?".  The driver said, "not there yet."
3. Passenger C shouted, "stop at xxxx Street!"  (He was just rude, not a threat in any way.)  As he got off the minibus, Passenger C paid.  But the driver looked at the coins he got and () shouted, "HEY!!! give me the right coin!!!"  (meaning: Passenger C gave the driver some fake coins / wrong currency.)  An interesting point to note: Passenger C then get on back to the minibus and opened his wallet without saying a word, suggesting that he meant to trick the driver by giving fake coins / wrong currency.
4. As Passenger C got off the minibus after paying the correct money, Passenger B felt the threat and stood up, "oh I want to get off here too!".  The driver () asked  Passenger B, "ain't you going to xxxx Street?"  Passenger B's voice was trembling, "getting off here is fine too."

Everyone else was so stressful in the bus.  If you took any community/general health courses, the driver totally exemplified a Stressor.