If you manage to find a time-machine, or, depending on your
scientific skill-set, actually construct one (and I appreciate that both of
these premises are somewhat unlikely) and set it to a certain Tuesday in either
1989 or 1990 (I know, it’s very vague, so obviously you may need to engage in a
certain amount of trial and error here to get the exact Tuesday in question,
unless you are unbelievably lucky, but seeing as you’ve already found/built a
time-machine, I think that’s quite likely) then you may overhear
the end of a conversation between two yuppie types – he, a study in
trying-to-look-scruffy public-school uncoolness, she, a blonde-haired Sloane
Ranger-esque specimen – which will conclude, ‘So, like, have a great weekend,
ya?’ On a Tuesday. That. That is what you should be aiming for: weekends which begin
on a Tuesday.
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