Dude, don't forget; we're off next Monday.

Just back from vacation.  Nose to the grindstone.  No more holiday cheer.  Gray, cold, and distinctly unfestive, January waits.  The least exciting month.  Just look at the word:

                                                                            January

See?  Boring.  And yet...from out of nowhere, a co-worker or spouse or friend tells you, "Don't forget; we're off next Monday."  They will say it casually, as if they've known it all along.  "What!" you'll say.  "Why?"
Why, indeed.  How is this possible?
"We're off Monday!?"
Who has done this?  In whose honor am I to be excused from work?  Why, none other than Martin Luther King.  In addition to a lifetime of struggle for equal rights, an enduring quest on behalf of all mankind, he is apparently blessing me with both a 3 day weekend AND the subsequent 4 day work week.  God bless you, Martin Luther King.