Hell = the last two hours of the work day before you go on vacation, waiting to see if the lazy bastards you work for, who haven't given you anything to do all week, will descend on you at 4pm with a bunch of crap that doesn't even really need to be done, but that they will insist MUST go out today.  Reason #52,879 to hate this job!

It's hard to beat a day off in the middle of the week, when you have nothing pressing to do at home, and can lie around with two cats, reading a good book and watching it rain.