Lying in bed and trying to work out what day of the week it is today. Relief when you are able to figure it out. Yesterday you read the local rag therefore today is SATURDAY. Awesome.
It's the weekend. Whether it is a weekend or not - does it matter?
Every pensioner claims "every day is like a weekend". But if that is the case why do they all persist in shopping on Friday or Saturday to get food in for the week? Far better to shop in the quiet on a Monday. When you can snaffle all the reduced priced fresh foods that remain unsold after the busy weekend.
When I worked I can remember being irritated by all the old folk in the supermarkets. Thinking "you have all week to shop - why wait till Saturday!!"
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