TGI Fridays Files for Chapter 11 Bankruptcy. It Will Be Missed.
Friday used to mean something. Monday was for the blahs. Wednesday was hump day. Sunday—or Saturday, depending on your Lord—was God’s day. But Friday was your day, the bright-line demarcation between when your body belonged to The Man and when your body belonged to you. As Loverboy sang back in 1981, “Everybody’s working for the…