Okay, we made it through 2012 and we’re all still here. At least I am, I can’t speak for everyone else out there. But I’m guessing most of us are. Looks like the Mayans got us all worked up about nothing. So let’s see what else the Mayan Calendar got wrong:
Groundhog’s Day was in April, like who can’t figure out when winter is over by then?
Friday was Hump Day.
February had 29 ¾ days, then traded places with June every fourth year.
Value Days was an actual thing in September.
Miss July? Transgendered.
Three-day weekends didn’t include Sunday.
Boss’s Day was an authentic holiday with a postage stamp and everything.
Until the 12th of Never? Not that very long a time.
Most popular Mayan family restaurant was TGIMonday’s.
Didn’t strain spaghetti very well. (Ed. note: that’s Mayan colanders)
Boxing Day was a World Wrestling Entertainment pay-per-view event.
Rainy days and Mondays didn’t get the Mayans down.
Saturday night was a terrible night for fighting.
Friday the 13th movies were considered “art house” films.
People ate ice cream thursdaes.
Mother’s Day and Father’s Day fell on the same day, which just annoyed everyone. And no days were “Children’s Day.”
Ruby Tuesday was a dude.
To get out of paying people, Mayans postdated all their checks to 12/12/2012, and that’s why their civilization collapsed.
(Okay, here’s that column mocking the end of the world for you to run, unless the world actually ends, then please run the column about the cat videos instead. — DF)