Reply to this before you look it up and before you read any of the other replies…can you correctly post the week day that 9/11 happened on?
I was reading a few people talking about it on a different site and it seemed that not many could and then I realized that I had no idea what actual day it was on either, so I took a guess and I was wrong. The only thing I knew is that it was not on the weekend.
Give up? Replied already? Don’t give a crap about it?
It was a Tuesday just so you know.
I was pretty sure I knew the day, and I when I checked I was right.
It was selected to be a day when flights wouldn’t be full so the passengers would be easier to control. Therefore I knew it wasn’t the weekend or Monday or Friday. I also recalled it was early in the week.
I think it was a
Tuesday, because there was a primary election going on.
It was a weekday, because I was at school. Not a Friday, because we had to deal with everything the next day. So I’m guessing a Tuesday or Wednesday.
I remember because our suburban DC public schools were closed the following day and thus my youth orchestra rehearsal was canceled. Those rehearsals were on the same day of the week all 6 years I was in it. Therefore, I can deduce the day of the week 9/11 happened.
I’m going to say Tuesday.
ETA: I was right. I was pretty sure I remembered.
I remember it well. I watched Steal This Movie the night before. Woke up on the couch and turned on Headline News to see a smoldering tower. My cousin walked in and moved it to find a wild feed, on F5 as I recall, just in time to see the second hit. It was my second day off, so it was Tuesday
I did remember the right day thanks to also remembering the same thing that Lord Feldon did.
Yeah, I instinctively said Tuesday but I was only 30% sure I was correct.
Without reading the thread: Tuesday. Because I’d woke up late and emailed my husband at work, saying things like “Once again it’s just a regular day but maybe that’s a good thing, huh? Just a usual Tuesday.” And he emailed back, “Turn on the news.” And that was the beginning of the nightmare for me.
I remembered. 
I remembered correctly. I can even tell you that on the previous weekend I’d worked the night shift and that I was back home from work (I worked weekends on alternate 12h shifts and Tuesdays on the split shift).
And can you remember exactly what you were doing when you heard the news, and who told it to you? I was on Canon’s web site looking at digital cameras, and it was my mother who told me.
I clearly remember that it was a Tuesday or Wednesday, prolly Tuesday because my first class was at 10:30 on T/R and I slept in. I skipped my Tuesday classes that day and spent the semester arguing with admin that those Tuesday absences should be excused for everyone.
I thought I might have been pulling it out of my ass, but turned out I was right.
Tuesday.
I knew it wasn’t a weekend because I found out about the Twin Towers crashes when I walked into work (it had happened while I was commuting), and we were glued to the office TV for the rest of the day. Beyond that I don’t have a conscious memory of which day it was, although evidently I managed to retain it anyway.
I knew it was a
Tuesday
It was my daughter’s first day of kindergarten and she was getting on the bus all by herself. I booked the day off work to make sure she got on the bus OK. (She was awesome!) I don’t usually have a great memory for days of the week, but this one was important to me and then turned out to be literally a world-changing day.
I got the right right answer, but it was partially a guess.
It had to be Monday-Thursday. I know it was a weekday, because I found out about it on the way to work. And I know I worked the next day, because that’s when I found out that a former co-worker was on one of the planes.
Yes, A Tuesday. My “Humpday”.
I was working 3rd shift, & watching the company news on the intranet while my machine cut some parts out of billet aluminum. We had some live feed from one of the cameras on a company building in NYC.
I switched my departments 2nd computer to NBC. I watched both of them cover the story. When 1st shift arrived, I stayed late for a while, so that my coworkers could adjust to a “New Reality”.
Hell, we had military aircraft parts to make. The USAF might need them soon.
I got the feeling that December 6 1941 was much like that day.
I was playing SlothMUD, leading one of my Kindergarten groups (groups used to teach game mechanics to new players, or for players to try out roles they previously hadn’t played), when people started saying over general chat that there had been an accident at the WTC. I switched radio stations to the all-news channel; those of us who were playing from abroad were reporting the situation to the Americans over chat. Several people logged in from NYC or neighboring areas, saying that the phone lines were blocked and could someone call their relatives and let them know they were OK? People did, of course, and I expect that for those who made the calls they may still remain the weirdest of their lives. We had people needing to ask “waitwait, I need your name! The real one!”
Yes, I know. It was a Tuesday. I swear I didn’t look it up or read any of the other replies, I remember it so clearly.