Today was Thursday. Also known as the fourth day in our seven-day weekly format.
Not as universally beloved as the weekends but not exactly as vilified as the days preceding it. It just… kinda is. Smacked dab right in the middle of both; the epitome of being just another day. Except today wasn't just any other day.
No sir, it wasn't.
At the stroke of midnight tonight, I can officially consider myself having survived another year of existence. And accounting for all the things I've had to deal with in just this single year alone, that was seriously saying something. I deserve my own crowd and ovation, I don't care what anyone says.
For the time being though, it was still a dozen hours away and then some before we could start hosting any award ceremonies in my honor. Besides, I still had five hours in my shift, and being the only employee in the early morning rush, the orders just kept on coming.