A new kind of hell: not Muzak while I call the insurance company, but modern pop/rock music played through a shitty phone connection. Luckily, call was over and done in 7 minutes.
This is a variation on Fuck It Friday, Suck it Saturday, Shut the Fuck Up Sunday, and Motherfucking Mature (and optionally Manic) Monday.
2 hours and 45 minutes later, I get to sit down again. Running two iterations of the same three-day experiment, staggered by one day, is insane, but also insanely productive.
Only four people showed up for office hours, which makes my day better than most of yours.