Random thoughts on a Tuesday Morning

Have you noticed? Tuesdays are the worst days of the week. Well, Monday is pretty horrible, yes, but it atleast has a.... um... personality, even if a completely obnoxious one. If I ever anthropomorphize the days of the week, Monday would be the wife from Hell. Monday would be the stereotypical nagging, annoying wife. She will always want to ask directions, want to talk to her when something important is on TV, wants to know where you are all the time, doesn't let you do something fun because, well, she doesn't. But, sometimes when you least expect it, she comes up with a gesture or an act, so completely endearing that for a moment, you think it was well worth it.

Now Tuesdays. They are the diffident, sweaty, bald guys, who always seem to talk in a whisper. With absolutely no verve, they are sloppy and double your work. They are those managers who expect you to slog your ass off, expect you to toe the line and screw up your appraisal by being honest when nobody else is. They have no skills at conversation and when they try hard to hold one, they are so awful that sometimes you have to talk to them just to put them out of their misery. Besides, you cannot help glancing at your watch every 5 minutes.

Wednesdays are the really, really smart kids who actually know that they are smart and attractive. They can be fun sometimes, but they can also be terribly be annoying. Sometimes they do go on and on with their smug little faces and you want to smack them a little bit. But, by and large they are Sunny and nice and extremely easy to get along.

Thursdays are your friends who you don't mind hanging out with once in a while. But you wouldn't pick their calls on a weekend, lest they ask you out and it becomes a habit or something. They are the room mates who want to go shopping for groceries when you'd rather be reading. If you have to travel together you don't mind it... But, you dont really go out of your way to meet them or ring them up at 12 am on their Birthday. You leave a scrap and forget about it. You snicker at their photos and discuss them passingly when you are gossiping with your friend. It's always a question of almost being there.

Friday is the compulsive flirt that you always want to take out and can have a good time with. You always have a great time. But, you always end up at her door and shake hands and leave. She is either not relly intersted in you or you just can't muster the courage. The anticipation that built over the week leaves you completely winded when it's completley shattered when she closes her front door with her dazzling smile. Despite the fact that she promises world with her dazzling smiles and frequent pats, clutches and squeezes, it all amounts to nothing, because, she likes someone else or doesn't take you seriously. You are the guy she leaves stranded when her boyfriend suddenly changes her mind and wants to hang out with her after all!

Saturday is like an old friend you meet after a long time and you are comfortable with any time of the day. You can just sit and chill, talk about anything and nothing at all. She/ He is always willing to listen to you and shares your interests. There might be a lot of people you want to go out with, but, satudays are one of the few people you want to stay home with. Just Yakking away to glory or play poker at home or down a few drinks with. You don't have to pretend with each other and best of all, you actually like watching Cricket with them.

Sunday, well, Sunday is the beautiful girl you had a terrible crush on and always wanted to ask gher out. You are in the middle of your date when you realize that she is a terrible bore and she thinks Jeffry Archer is the greatest writer in the woirld and that Da Vinci code could actually be true. But, she sits in the next desk and the prospect of having to call her again after the date fills you with so much despair that you feel like howling then and there.

So there it is..... The days of the week according to Hari. If someone actually bothers to read this, it would be nice to see what you think. If you fall in to one of the above categories and you feel offended. Please let me know.... Come on, I've named a day after you! You should be flattered