It's about this time of the week when he starts singing this 1980s-flashback while he's getting ready for work. He'd argue that he doesn't sing it, but I'd counter that he will reference the chorus at least three times a week, which is close enough for government work.
Wednesdays in themselves are mildly excitng because it marks the half-way before Friday. It's Hump Day, the middle of the week, and all you lack is making it over the hump to the weekend. From the sincere-most bottom of my heart, happy happy Hump Day to you!
When I was in high school one of the radio stations would play a song in the mornings that had a real catchy tune. (It may have been KDF before they turned it to a country station.) Anyway, the words were:
I don't wanna go to work today.
I just wanna sit at home and play.
If I had to do it my way,
I just wouldn't go to work today.
(They also had a version that substituted 'school' for 'work'.)
This is the song that I catch myself singing during the week. I guess it doesn't matter so much that we like our jobs; we like our weekends more. We're ready to win the lottery or retire, or figure some way to stop time so that we can have more weekend.
If The Hater was more technical I'd harass him until he made such stopwatch. We might sell them on eBay, so watch our store for more details. Of course we'll offer discounts to our regular readers of this blog, and may even throw in a watch chain! How exciting! I'll keep you posted as the quantum physics and gears and new math converge...
Actually, this is more of a job for my brother-in-law; he's the mathematician magician.