Regular K

252 years ago, nothing happened. Because September 3, 1752 never existed. And neither did September 4 through 13. A couple of weeks ago, I learned that leap year days were incorporated into the Gregorian calendar in order to account for the slight errors in the original calculations of time units. But scientists didn’t realize this until hundreds of years after the system was originally created, so the calendar was several days behind real time. To correct this, Britain decided to remove eleven days from the calendar in order to catch up.

To commemorate this special day, I am quitting my job.

Okay, so it’s really because school starts next week and because I’ve finished all the tasks they assigned me. But it just sounds so much cooler if I say that it’s to celebrate the irony of this nonexistant day. Or something like that.