The "Started to go to work, then realized it was a holiday" Club

My company has MLK Day off, so I joined the Club today.

Fortunately, I'd only walked to the PATH station and saw the newspapers before they jogged my memory and I returned home. Call it a 20 minute diversion, not counting getting up and work-ready when I didn't have to.

How far have you gone?

and was annoyed my regular news program wasn't on. Then...duh! I felt like an ass for quite a while and told no one!....LOL.

I had irregular workdays for many years, so my days off were different every month. I once got all the way to work, where I was told I had the day off. I actually wanted to jump for joy; it was like an unexpected gift.

It was a Saturday afternoon back in my radio days. I had pulled the early Sunday shift, scheduled to be on the air at 6:00AM. I thought I might go out for a while on Saturday evening, so I wanted to take a nap. I fell asleep while it was still full daylight, around 3:00 or so.

When I awoke, it was fully dark out. I'd left no lights on, so my apartment was dark too. My bedside clock said 6:20 or thereabouts. In a panic, I leaped out of bed. I hastily dressed, ran a comb through my hair, and brushed my teeth. I called the station and told the person who answered that I was running late and would be there in less than ten minutes. I couldn't BELIEVE I'd been so stupid - I'd never been late on the air ever before.

It wasn't until the bewildered person on the phone asked me WHAT I was talking about that I slowed down long enough to realize I had not overslept and was not due on the air. I had not awakened late, at 6:20 Sunday morning. I had awakened at 6:20 Saturday evening.

I didn't have to be anywhere so I didn't have to get anyone else involved, but I do remember how extremely disorienting it was until I finally figured it out.