Monday, part deux.

The first Tuesday of every month is destined to be a bad day for me for life. Henceforth it shall be known as Bad Karma Tuesday.

It all started with my long and not-so-prosperous career with General Nutrition Centers and their accursed Gold Card Tuesday Gotterdammerung. Nothing screams "this is the end of civilization as we know it" like a horde of muscleheads in a 'roid rage over the fact that the new and absurdly priced whey protein drink that they waited all month to buy at a discount actually has 3 grams of carbs when they thought it only had 2. "Noooooooo! I can only have carbs between 8:30 and 8:45 a.m. and 4:15 and 4:17 p.m. or else it will overload my glycogen stores and inhibit my glutamine uptake! Noooooo!"
Read a book, guys. Preferably one not written by a professional wrestler.

Now that I'm corporate accounts payable, this wretched Tuesday has become an extension of an entirely awful Monday. So it's essentially like having a case of the Mondays twice and concurrently within the same week, on top of all the regular Bad Karma Tuesday bullshit. It's like Monday squared. Or perhaps first Tuesday is the new Suck Monday. I dunno. All's I know is that it's raining and I'm grumpy.

But, on a happy optimistic note, I have been waiting virtually all of my adult life to use the word "Gotterdammerung" in a blog entry. What would make the accomplishment even sweeter would be to also use the word "schadenfreude" in the same entry. Oh look, dreams really do come true.