What Day Is It?

My humps!  My humps!  My lovely camel lumps!

My humps! My humps! My lovely camel lumps!

tuesday tvIt’s time once again for Retro Ad Tuesday Wednesday.  Yeah, I didn’t much feel like posting anything yesterday, so I let my weekly feature you all look so forward to chuckling to go undone.  Then again, now that it’s Wednesday, it gives me the opportunity to feature a certain not-so-retro commercial that really yanks my pet peeve chains.  If you haven’t figured out what it is yet by the voluminous amount of clues I’ve dropped so far, here it is in all of its save 15% or more glory….


I could dedicate this post to how the guitar picker commercials are by far my least favorite of Geico’s many different ad campaigns it runs…

Two of those mothers from Nashville...

Two of those mothers from Nashville…

random rantBut no…. it is, after all, Wednesday, so let’s use this not-so-retro ad as a springboard to one of my other features I sometimes run on this blog’s off days.

It’s time for this squirrel to enter rant mode!  And today’s rambling rant is going to concern the workweek… or at least what is perceived to be the workweek….

The Geico ad obviously works of the well-known cultural phenomenon of referring to Wednesday as “hump day”.  Why?

What day is it!?!?

What day is it!?!?

Because in the traditional workweek that runs from Monday through Friday, Wednesday is the middle day… and thus, the day 9 to 5’ers get “over the hump”, as the coming weekend is now closer in real time than the previous weekend.  That means it’s almost time for TGIF, or Thank God it’s Friday!

Who let this damn camel in the laundromat?

Who let this damn camel in the laundromat?

And Monday… oh dear, let’s not even mention Mondays!

You're a fucking CAT, Garfield.  Why in the hell would you care what day it was?

You’re a fucking CAT, Garfield. Why in the hell would you care what day it was?

This is all fine and dandy, assuming you are one of those poor unfortunate lucky people who work a traditional workweek.  Well…. I don’t, and neither do millions of other hard working Americans who punch a timeclock in the evenings, late nights, and even on Saturdays and Sundays.  But you sure wouldn’t know that from the way pop culture and even worse, the fucking media seem to think every non-unemployed American only works on five certain days of the week…

Yes, Emily, I think you need emergency heart surgery before you die... Oh, look at that!  5:00!  TGIF!  I'll be back to fix your heart on Monday morning!  Toodles!

Yes, Emily, I think you need emergency heart surgery before you die… Oh, look at that! 5:00! TGIF! I’ll be back to fix your heart on Monday morning! Toodles!

Not only would the fine men and women in our emergency services and at our hospitals not know what the camel was spouting off about were he to wander through their workplace, but neither would the large number of people who work in the dark underbelly of our ever growing 24-7-365 service field that society demands.  Traditional Humpdayers would up and riot were Mecca or Mickey Dee’s closed up tight at 10 in the evening when they got a craving for McNuggets or Fabuloso…

Thank goodness for a place to do late nigth rag runs so I don't end up sleeping on the couch!

Thank goodness for a place to do late night rag runs so I don’t end up sleeping on the couch!

Many of these people in critical or socially important jobs who work “odd” hours don’t even have the luxury of having a set workweek.  I do, and am very grateful for it…. though it means I have a totally different concept of what each day means than those 9 to 5’ers who seem to be the darlings of society do.  My workweek starts on Friday night and ends on Wednesday morning, so to me….

The Bangles don't get it...

Valentino doesn’t work Fridays…

Nobody gets kicked out of the bars on Wednesday morning...

Nobody gets kicked out of the bars on Wednesday morning…

And as for you, Mr. Camel….

Hooray for Sunday night!!!!!!

Hooray for Sunday night!!!!!!

Take THAT, traditional workweek!!!  Now it’s time to start recognizing those of us who don’t play by your archaic and silly rules!

Now if you’ll pardon me, I have a weekend to enjoy and a Friday to hide from….

party squirrel

What day it is? I’m too drunk to even know!!!

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37 Responses to What Day Is It?

  1. djmatticus says:

    I tend to ignore most camels that talk to me. I’ve found I don’t usually want what they are selling…

  2. NotAPunkRocker says:

    I tend to avoid camels too. Especially their toes…

  3. Does ANYONE work a standard 9-5 M-F week? I worked M-F, but never 9-5. Garry, for most of his career, worked Friday through Tuesday (W-Th off) and 12 – 16 hours a day. My son works 6 days a week, has Friday off. Anyone in retail works … well … whenever they tell you to work. And whatever hours they want. You’re right. It IS annoying.

    Camels are mostly not fond of people, but they have their reasons. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one smoking. Or humping.

  4. Oh, and when Garry finally got a M-F schedule, he worked 4 AM until whenever … so he was too exhausted to party. Mostly, he spent his time off sleeping. He is still sleeping off those decades of long, weird hours.

  5. C.K. Hope says:

    I never had a 9to5 Monday thru Friday job. Most of them didn’t even have a set work week or set days or nights, which could get rough when they’d decide to switch you to nights for a week. Come to think of it, I hate work. Why the hell do I want that job again?

  6. markbialczak says:

    Thank you squirrelly nester, for starting your weekend off by giving me a photo of Jack Webb as Joe Friday in “Dragnet.” Classic. I worked nights. I worked weekends. Then I got laid off and I just want to work … but Monday through Friday 9 ish to 5 ish sure looks nice.

  7. draliman says:

    Thanks for that reminder of how cute The Bangles were! And something about 9-5 camels… sorry, I was too engrossed in my Bangles admiration 🙂

  8. Twindaddy says:


  9. reocochran says:

    So glad you included Detective Friday! I had forgotten about him! I also liked the character, Friday, in either Addams’ Family or the Munsters… (Wasn’t she a girl? like Girl Friday?) Smiles, Robin

  10. acuriousgal says:

    Haha….loved the Physician telling the patient it was 5:00…you crack me up!!

  11. 1jaded1 says:

    Ugh to infinity! That is my sister’s freaking ringtone, except my nephew is doing the asking and the family names replace the employees. I heard that for almost two weeks and it was annoying as all f*ck. Now it is even more so.

    Love your rant. Very true. Happy weekend to you.

  12. hospitals and airports pretend to be 24hrs but are they? are they really? 🙂
    I worked shift work, I loved the bit about going home during the rush hour. 🙂

  13. merbear74 says:

    I always wondered what the fuck Garfield’s problem was. I mean, all he does is sleep and eat lasagna.
    Now that I don’t work, all days sorta blend together. But I used to work odd hours a few years ago, and I usually had Wednesday’s off. So, I feel ya Humpy.

  14. So does it age us to know every single reference in your pics?? LOL! And I am married to a physician….Nope, doesn’t really get to take a day off, not really *sigh*
    Thanks for the laugh oh evil one! 🙂

  15. This is brilliant! I have been laughing since yesterday about this post -especially the captions – especially the one under Garfield.

  16. fanrosa says:

    I’m with you on that. But I can excuse Geico for a whole lot of camels, guitar players and geckos for giving us the treasure that is Maxwell, with all his pertinents ‘n such….

    Boots ‘n pants ‘n boots ‘n pants ‘n boots ‘n pants!

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