You’re All Wrong About the Worst Day of the Week
Only sad sacks and lunaediesophobes think Monday is the worst day of the week. The real life-ruiner is Tuesday. Existentially, it's diseased. The parched wasteland of the planetary hours, it stretches on and on, and in its stinking heat the precious seedlings of Monday's hopes wither and perish. (Wednesday offers meager redemption, unless you count…