11:30 p.m.
Today is my birthday.
Sunday, and the day before the Six Day War started. I may just be the Antichrist.
Monday = So far the smallest group.
The Monkees sang a song about me - Saturday’s Child! 
FWIW, I don’t think that calculator is the most reliable. It is happy to tell me that February 29, 2001 was a Thursday.
Happy birthday
Monday. I hadn’t thought about this since I was a kid so I had to check. My face is fair to middlin’ at best.
Yes, we are rare and special. 
Thanks Little Nemo!
Tuesday. I’m full of grace, motherfuckers.
No idea, and answered before I read your OP. And seeing that you found a link to tell me, I don’t care enough to find out, though I don’t mean in any way to disparage your fine poll.
Whoo-hooo! Ya hear that, bitches! I’m gonna live for a very long t—
cmyk gets eaten by a velociraptor
My littlest sister and I were both born on Sunday, and my parents named us Bonnie and Blythe. True story.
Weird that Monday is so unpopular!
Mine’s easy to remember, as I was born on Turkey Day.
Thursday’s child having far to go is pretty much spot on for me, hehe.
The time zone is irrelevant. It’s not like, say, 15 March 1992 was a Monday in New York but a Sunday in Scotland. The dates tick over at different times around the world, but they are associated with the same days of the week.
You answered before you read the OP? It was only eleven words long.
I believe the idea is that 12:31 am on a Tuesday (say) during daylight saving time would have been 11:31 pm on a Monday if the time change had not occurred. My father was born in similar circumstances and this is why, to this very day, he celebrates two birthdays.
I’ve previously mentioned this coincidence:
In years when my birthday falls on, for example, Sunday, so do the birthdays of both of my children, my wife, my father, both my grandfathers, and my paternal gt-grandmother. (On leap years this breaks down for two of these people, who were born in February.)
Since birthyears vary, that doesn’t imply all eight people just mentioned were born on the same day of the week, but in fact my daughter, wife and I are all “Full of Woe.”
Sunday. And not just any Sunday but Easter Sunday. I was delivered by a bunny rather than a stork.