TUESDAY DOESN'T HAVE TO SUCK.
Nothing planned tonight?
There's a table for four at that little Italian place you've never tried.
Three seats taken. One left.
You grab it.
By dessert, you're laughing with people who were complete strangers two hours ago.
Maybe you do it again next week.
Maybe you end up traveling together next summer.
Or maybe Tuesday just embarrassed Saturday.
That's the beauty of it.
You never know.




