In 1999 Mike Judge, the writer of Office Space, decided he’d coin a phrase that would slowly work its way into the seams of American culture. Today, having ‘A case of the Mondays’ is common lingo and for me, an unfortunate fact of life. I feel I can speak for the masses when I say the most uplifting thing about Monday is that it’s only a 24-hour affair. Thankfully, the M-word only consumes 14% of the week and leaves the residual 86% for potentially exciting times.
Finding the good in a day that’s inherently glum was something I’d always tussled with, until of course I stumbled upon that little gem off of Burlington and Dubuque–The Mill. Until this Monday, my favorite part about the place was its ‘free-delivery policy’ on any food order. But my attitude swiftly changed after a night of unwarranted drinking with a few close friends. We sat down about 9PM and ending up closing the place down. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have mistaken it for a Thursday or Friday night (I don’t believe in going to the bars on Saturdays). We had such a ball, a few of us vowed to make ‘Mondays at the Mill’ our regular fix. Between the warped-over pool table, lip-smacking pizza and eclectic blend of people, it’s arguably impossible to leave disappointed. Further, you’ll begin to see Monday in a much brighter light.
If you hadn’t enough reason to test the waters, The Mill offers $2 domestics and free live entertainment (Open mic. night) every Monday. As an enticing bonus, you’ll be afforded the chance to shake hands with some of the burliest-haired men in Iowa City. You may even dig up the inspiration to raise that Abe Lincoln-like beard that you promised your mom you would never-in-a-million-years grow.
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