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What A Day!

It's Labour Day in Canada and the United States. A day when we observe the contributions of the working man - and woman. Usually, though, it means the final long weekend before the fall's upon us. Time for one last dip in the pool, closing down the cottage, having a BBQ, and last minute organizing the kids for school.

I'm doing some of those things and am taking the day off. I don't want to belabour (heh, heh) the point but instead of writing a post today I found a few Labour Day-related things over at Funny Jokes...

Did you hear the joke about Labor Day?
It works for me!

Father:  Do you know, most people don’t have to work today, because it’s Labor Day.
Son: If people are not working, shouldn’t we call today ‘No-Labor Day?’

One seventh of your life is spent on Monday.  However, the only person to get his work done by Friday was Robinson Crusoe.

Monday is Labor Day, and I understand that Paris Hilton is dumping some of her boyfriends this weekend.
Paris knows the rule – you can’t sleep with whites after Labor Day.

If all the cars in the United States were placed end to end, it would probably be Labor Day Weekend.

What do you usually do on Labour Day?
As little as possible, just like every day!

How do you say “Labor day” in Russian?
Another cold and snowy day…

And here's an appropriate tune to mark Labour Day. John Lennon's Working Class Hero, performed by Green Day. Hope you're having a great Labour Day weekend.


Ziva said…
Hilarious jokes! Unfortunately our Labour Day is called May Day and is celebrated the first of May - it would be so much better with an extra day off in the fall. Not that I'm actually working right now, but still...
Quirkyloon said…
I love Greenday!

And that Paris! I hope she enjoyed "wearing" all those whites!"

hee hee
nonamedufus said…
Ziva: We have Victoria Day in May in Canada. It's also known by it's unofficial title "Two-Four Long Weekend". That's a case of beer and people buy a lot for over this holiday weekend. We also but a lot of beer for Labour Day weekend. We just buy a lot of beer. Period.
nonamedufus said…
Quirks: I knew you'd appreciate the Green Day clip. And Paris? Meh.
Don said…
Pretty good jokes there. My literature teacher would have lost his mind if I had said "pretty good" or "awfully good" in front of him. This has nothing to do with your post. I just happen to think of him when I said "pretty good". Sorry, and that's no joke!
nonamedufus said…
Don: Funny how those things stick with us. I had an English teacher who hated the use of the word presently as a synonym for currently. Of course I also had a teacher who thought the sun revolved around the planets. They aren't all winners, I guess.
VetTech said…
Great post! Here in the US people have always mixed up Labor Day and Memorial Day. I wonder why more people don't mix up Labor Day and Mother's Day?
nonamedufus said…
VetTech: Ha,ha. I like that one!
Chris said…
What's with the extra friggin' "U"?

Labor, it's LABOR!

Damn Canadians.
nonamedufus said…
Yeah, yeah neighbour we say labour. It's just "our" way, eh.
Nicky said…
Darn!...I was going to make a reference to Mother's Day too. Hope you had a lovely, long, beerful weekend :-)
brookeamanda said…
I'm one of the losers who actually had to work I guess I really did labor on Labor Day!
I never knew until today that Canadians celebrate Labor Day. You guys are all right with me, NoName!
nonamedufus said…
Nicky: Yep. we did the typically Canadian thing. A get-together with family where alcohol figures prominently. It's a good thing the weekend was 3 days - 1 day to celebrate and 2 days to recover!
nonamedufus said…
Brooke Amanda: Work? Work? What's up with that?
nonamedufus said…
Mike: Labor Day? We celebrate all the big ones: Groundhog Day, John Labatt's birthday, the grass getting cut, paint drying.
Chris said…
What's with the extra friggin' "U"?

Labor, it's LABOR!

Damn Canadians.

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