Friday. The last day of the week, between Thursday and Saturday. It’s a day loved in the western world so much that it’s lent its name to an American restaurant, although that’s always bothered me. ‘T.G.I. Fridays’ is officially short for ‘Thank Goodness it’s Friday’. Why they added the superfluous ‘S’ is beyond me. The restaurant, a favourite of mine, was founded in New York City in 1965. I’ve actually been to one in New York City. Right next to the Empire State Building. Very cute waitresses. But I don’t like to namedrop. But it’s such a stupid name for a restaurant. What about the days when it’s open that aren’t Friday? Thank goodness it’s nearly Friday?
We get the name ‘Friday’ from an Old English word meaning ‘the day of the Frige’. Sadly, that’s not pronounced ‘fridge’. I’d love a ‘day of the fridge’ but there just isn’t one. There was an Old English goddess named Frige, the goddess of fertility, often associated with the Roman goddess Venus, with whom Friday is often associated with in many different cultures around the world. Venus is also the planet of women and wealth, so fertility ties in with the planet in that respect too. Perhaps ‘Venus-day’ was too on the nose. So Friday can be considered the day of love. Aww. Valentine’s Day, incidentally, won’t fall on a Friday again until 2020, then 2025 and then 2031. Good gravy, 2031. I’ll be a 41-year-old virgin by then…
Nowadays, Friday is perhaps most known as being the bearer of unluckiness. Friday the 13th is widely considered unlucky. But such a belief is not universal. In Scottish Gaelic culture, in the Hebrides, it was considered a lucky day for ‘sowing the seed’, not a euphemism, by the way. Although that probably does happen a lot on Fridays.
Good Friday, a Christian festival, is also considered a lucky day for potato planting. Strict Roman Catholics plant ‘bucket-loads’ of potatoes on each new Good Friday. Thank goodness there’s only one Good Friday a year. The idea here is that the Resurrection followed the Crucifixion and there was a burial. So one plants the seed, buries it, and then it springs up. Sort of like a resurrection. Sort of. Just a tincy bit. No? I agree, it’s just a sprinkle tenuous…
All that said, it’s still considered unlucky to begin a sea voyage on a Friday. Ships just don’t launch on this day. Or tend not to. Older captains wouldn’t like it. There is a very well known story about the HMS Friday that launched on Friday, and then a week later, on a Friday, it went missing. But the story is actually complete nonsense. There’s actually never even been a ship of that name.
Many companies have a ‘casual Friday’, and no, that’s not when the rules are relaxed and you can tell your boss where he can shove his shitty job, which is a shame. It’s actually when you wear your own clothes to work. Your casual wear. We had similar days in school. I always went in my uniform, though. School is a place of learning, not fun, for Christ’s sake. Workers love Fridays. Fridays are often called Poet’s Day in the UK and Australia. Short for ‘Piss Off Early, Tomorrow’s Saturday.’
Fridays are awesome because they just are. Last day of the working week in the UK. If it’s your persuasion, it’s a day where you forget life and get hammered. It’s a day of relaxation, enjoyment and pleasure. A wonderful day indeed.
But what are your thoughts on Friday, readers?
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