Tuesday Loose-Day

Tuesday got by me like a snogger in a coat room. Groping at the corners, tight-ill-fitting, clinging. I tried to fight it off. By late morning Tuesday was tired from the effort and sat down on a pile of overcoats to look at me. By now it's asleep. Probably drunk, not like I am. If I'm lucky, I'll lose Tuesday when I leave work and forget entirely what day it is. I have a date on a Tuesday night. And I'll fight anybody who says I don't. I will punch you right in your nose!

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