On Monday, the boss yelled.
Tuesday, coffee spilled all over the reports.
By Wednesday, you realize there are a thousand more Mondays and Tuesdays where that came from, and so on Thursday, you, along with thousands of other Bay Area professionals, booked a couple of hours on Friday at a local day spa to wash the world away.
Yes, gone are the days when the word "spa" conjured up pictures of elderly, blue-haired, monied ladies sipping tonics while enjoying loofah scrubs.
Today's day spa offers the young and old, the rich and not-so-rich, the chance to forget about their work cubicle for awhile and sit in rooms inspired by historical atomospheres from ancient, Jewel of the Nile surroundings to 1950s salon kitsch.
So, too, have the …