On Saturdays people are happier. They are not rushing to work, nor keeping their bosses happy. They are not rushing, to do the work that pays for their labour, that pays for their happiness.
On Saturdays, people work for themselves. They are running their own errands, and keeping their lives happy. They might work for loved ones, like friends and family. But loved ones are never “work”.
On Saturdays people are not what they do. They just are, what they are. On Saturdays people are not valued by their doing, they are valued by their being.
On Saturdays people work for no one. They are allowed to just be, and not do.