As we near the final moments to Humpday, I must remind myself of how lucky we are to have a day like Wednesday. So beautiful centered in each week, Wednesday works overtime to provide us with a range of services we have too long taken for granted.
Wednesday separates the days that start with "T" so that our feeble minds do not become confused. It gives us a moment to reflect on the power-triad that is Sunday-Monday-Tuesday. Without it, we would be knee-deep in Thursday confused about the previous three days events. And speaking of Thursday could you imagine going from Tuesday to Thursday without a day in between? I shudder to think.
Friday is largely unaffected by Wednesday.
Oh, and how about the gloriously confounded pronunciation thereof. It is wensday or wendsday or wed-nes-dee or what? I mean seriously what the fuck, Wednesday, is this a joke?
You think you're so great because you're in the middle, but you know what? You're not man. You're just a poor man's Monday. You heard me. People gotta call you Humpday because there isn't anything else interesting about you. Cheap movies on Tuesday, Church on Sunday, fish on Fridays, but on Wednesday? Jack shit. Fuck you you stupid day.
Ever forget what point you were trying to make? Happens to me every Humpday.
Happy Humpday everyone!
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