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We had one of those on each other day BUT Tuesday; on Tuesdays, we had all three. That, of course, meant more studying, more fear of getting examined in either one of those, less time to play outside with friends, watch TV and play video games.
In the light of the above, as a ten- year- old, there were very few things that I hated more than Tuesdays (broccoli, though, had always topped the list).
Alas, things didn’t improve with time; on the contrary, I loathed Tuesdays even more.
It so happened that, in the high school, I had French, Biology, Chemistry, Physics AND Geography on Tuesdays which, of course, meant that the stress of being orally examined in any of those quadrupled.
Even at university, my Tuesdays were nightmarish- I had three seminars and two lectures in a day! (Whereas I had one seminar and one lectures on all other weekdays).
As I soon as I graduated, however, I thought to myself:
‘Tuesdays will finally be just another day of the week and I will have no legitimate reason to hate them anymore!’
How wrong was I?
When I started working full time, I found out that I still detested Tuesdays because (silly as it may sound) they were neither here nor there.
Monday was the beginning of a new week which gave you the (often false) hope that everything was going to be alright in the end.
Wednesday was in the middle of the week which meant that you were half- way there.
Thursday was…well, one day away from Friday.
Friday was the, albeit temporary, end.
And Tuesday? Well, Tuesdays were solely a reminder that you had four more days before the weekend as well as a looong week ahead of you.
To sum up, then, since the age of ten I had always found Tuesdays to be quite stressful, unnecessarily long and unjustifiably demanding.
Having become an incredibly positive person lately, however, I decided that the above had to change so that I could start acting like a normal human being on Tuesdays (as opposed to an annoying and whinging wimp).
You’d be happy to know that I did find a way to do that. One day, a friend of mine to me to this nice little local pub called ‘The Cricketers’, claiming that they had the best burgers in the world.
Although I’d never cared much about burgers, I agreed to accompany him and grab a quick bite.
I must say that the pork burger that I had that day was one of the most delicious things I had eve tasted in my life.
To top it all up, it came with a pint of lager, chips and salad for the price of £ 5.95.
I told that my friend how amazed I was and how I was going to turn this into a regular thing, at least twice a week.
He then smiled and said:
‘Ah, they only do burgers on Tuesdays.’
Since that day, I had indeed turned the above into a regular thing in that I’d been having my delicious burger every single Tuesday for over four months now.
On a Tuesday- my favourite day of the week.
Moral: Find your burger, change your life.
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