It Must Have Been Monday

How did I know I was living during/through a Monday morning at work yesterday?
At about 8:50 a.m. Monday, I was writing something at work, and I felt some dust in my nose and knew I was going to sneeze. Just as I went to sneeze, I felt a hiccough coming up, and couldn't stop it.
Yep, the two hit me simultaneously, so I ended up with something with the power and spray effect of a sneeze and the contents of a hiccough, and sprayed coffee through my nose onto my hands. Oh, so lovely.