monday, historically not my favourite day of the week.
if you’re going to stub your toe, or miss a spelling mistake on a printer’s proof, or get crapped on by a seagull, or oversleep, or shag a guy who turns out to be married, or have to copy check a quarterly report, chances are it’s going to happen on a monday.
God does a number 2 on the planet once a week. It’s called monday.