It's Tuesday. How can it only be Tuesday?
Panicked, I ran to the bathroom and examined myself in the mirror. My eyes were red and glazed over from a string of eight hour days staring at a computer screen. I had my Friday hairstyle which I think of as my "I did my hair all damn week so f**k them if they don't like it" look. I was dressed in my end of the week outfit which basically consisted of whatever was left in my closet that marginally matched (at least by braille if not actual sight). My back ached, my legs felt restless and my head hurt. I even had a sore right ear which I like to refer to as "customer service ear".
I ran back to my desk to double check my calendar. It definitely said Tuesday.
...But how could that be? All signs pointed to Friday. I tried to think back on my work week and I got nothing. My whole week was a blank. Just like every Friday.
I checked with my friends. I double-checked with my Mom. It was definitely Tuesday. Which could only mean one thing...
...I need a vacation!