Oh God! It's Thursday @#$#

I hate Thursdays.

Thursdays are like the proverbial fat guy sitting between you and the cutie at the movies. Thursdays are like the nerve wracking commercial breaks that come on when the eye brow raised queer CID guy says “The Killer is … !” - And you have been waiting to hear that name since the past 4 weeks. Thursdays are like the 1979 Maruti that breaks down in front of you as the signal goes red.

The point is – I hate Thursdays.

Lot of people hate Mondays – so much that we have dedicated some blues to it. But how can anyone? I mean – just how can you? I welcome Mondays with open arms – almost as if it is one of my closest friends. And the reason is delightful - - It presents a perfect opportunity to let everyone in office know how much fun you had on the weekend as compared to their routine, dry, parchy, pathetic weekend.
Mondays are the perfect Thai massage for the ego.

Tuesdays and Wednesdays are mighty helpful. They basically give you an opportunity to justify your existence in the office cubicle, warming the chair. Mind you, they can be pretty devastating for the ego but are absolutely essential to have a body – without which your ego is as good as a tomato . And if by luck, if you like your work, you might actually look forward to these as redemption days.
I mightily enjoy Tuesdays and Wednesdays!

Before moving on to Thursday, let’s quickly settle a minor issue – All those who hate Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays, please say AYE………
Since the sound of silence if deafening, I quickly move on to the professional’s true, unrecognized nemesis – Thursday.

The problem with Thursday is that it just doesn’t fit in with the other days. And its not it's fault. It’s as if it was a terrible after-thought of some drunken Emperor after his erudite advisers had finalized the 6 day week.

It is too solemn, too catch 22ish.

You don’t feel like slogging out (like you do on Tuesdays and Wednesdays) because you still have to safely tackle Friday (which can be very tricky at times, especially if you are based in a low cost country which boasts itself of workaholics). And you think you deserve a break because of the hectic activity of the past 2 days. The splitting dichotomy can send any true Libran worth his salt running into the sea.

I am not sure if Arthur Dent was a Libran, but he too could never get the hang of Thursdays – the day the earth was destroyed! The earth still have to safely navigate 6 more hours to get rid of this horrible day. See you tomorrow, if the earth is still around.