While the Gregorian Calendar has served western civilization well for a few thousand years, yesterday I took advantage of a new method of marking the passing days.
As I was driving to work on Wednesday with my coworker Sean, we were talking about the impending snow storm. I mentioned that I was glad the worst was supposed to come tomorrow, and luckily I was flying out on Thursday. He looked at me somewhat strangely, and said “Isn’t tomorrow Thursday?” I looked back with an equally confused look, and after a few seconds of pondering, Sean said:
How many shirts do you have left in your suitcase?
I answered “One,” which of course meant that it was Wednesday, since the final dress shirt was reserved for Thursday, the day I fly out. Along the lines of the “You might be a Redneck if…” bit, I think I’ll start “You might be a consultant if…” with “you measure the days of the week by how many shirts you have left in your suitcase.”
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