Today was a day like any other, I woke up this morning to Turk and Carla arguing about wedding plans. I got in the shower, which was cold as usual, and I practiced my Journey impression.
"It's getting good man," Turk hollered through the door.
"Thanks, black whale!" I was calling Turk by a nickname, as usual. But as I was putting on my typical dark blue scrubs I remembered that today wasn't like any other day. Today was Friday the thirteenth.