The poor guy, always the last to trample on a car or stampede down a hallway, snuffing and snorting along the way.
Between you and me, he was my favorite.
I was thinking today as I sipped my morning cup of Joe that Tuesdays really do get a bad rap. Well, it’s not so much bad as it is nonexistent.
The day that is always left out, not recognized or special in any way; the snuffing and snorting rhino of week days.
I mean, let’s think about it for a second here, guys.
You have your Mondays: a day that is synonymous with feelings of dread, exhaustion from the weekend’s festivities, multiple snooze button presses and denial, (“Ugh. I have to go back to work/school already? It cannot be Monday already. It’s not really Monday, is it?”). Mondays signal the beginning of a very lonnngggg week. In between you and another two days of freedom stand five whole, longggggg days of work. Five, longgggg days. It may be this very reason that Mondays are most often than not also synonymous with crabby attitudes, bad luck, and an increase in purchases of pints of Chunky Monkey. Mondays. You gotta love to hate ’em.
Let’s move on, shall we to Wednesdays. Hey Mike, Mike, guess what day it is Mike? Hump Dayyyyy!!! Wednesdays are pretty great; you’ve rounded that corner, are sitting pretty on that hump, and are in the home stretch of the week. The count down has officially begun to the weekend. No one can not not be happy on a hump day. Just ask this guy!
Thirsty Thursdays. A tradition that dates back to those formidable college years of going out with your friends and getting sloppy drunk because, hey, the next day was Friday. Who cares if you missed class or rolled in, still very hung over? I can’t say that I have carried this tradition over into my post-college life all that much (oh who am I kidding? I didn’t follow this tradition WHILE I was in college), but the stigma still resonates with a lot of people. Most office happy hour outings occur on Thursday nights (of which I have taken part in. Karaoke + very inebriated coworkers = one very awkward and hilarious good time).
TGIF. Friday, sweet, sweet Friday. I don’t know about you, but Fridays have always been my favorite day. Even though I am at work most of the day, there is this air of hope, of wonder, of possibility that the following two days were mine for the taking. I could do anything I wanted (or didn’t want to do. Sometimes a weekend chock-full of nothing is just what the Doctor orders). I could go out with the girls, dine at some swanky restaurant, or stay in and gorge on junk food and Netflix. And I could do it all knowing that I have two FULL days of freedom at my exposure.
Saturday and Sunday kind of go without saying. It’s the frickin’ weekend, baby!
You see, all of the above days have a meaning, a purpose, a reason for applicable GIFS and jokes.
Nothing. Nadda. Zilch.
Well I am here to change that, folks.
Let’s give Tuesdays the same honor by giving it it’s own special “thing”.
Taco Tuesday? Meh. It’s alright, I guess.
How about on Tuesdays, we all wear pink? No…that’s Wednesdays. Shoot.
Let’s see, there’s got to be something that we can all do on Tuesdays, something we can all feel or think or associate it with that takes it from just another day to, “Slam, bam, thank you ma’am, it’s TUESDAY!”
Comment below and let me know what you think we should do to remedy this poor rhino of a day.
Oh, by the way…
Have a great Tuesday y’all 😉