"It sure is," Tuck agreed. "So that's one doomsday date we can rule out. Now we just need to get through all the others. Unfortunately, the next test will be tonight."

"But wait, if one supposed doomsday comes and goes, and absolutely nothing out of the ordinary happens, doesn't that do more than just rule out one date? Doesn't it make it more likely that the whole theory is wrong? How many times can we keep saying that we got the date wrong, before we consider that maybe there just is no doomsday?"

"Oh yeah, absolutely." Tuck seemed to know what I was talking about. "Countless people have predicted the end of the world, and they've always been wrong. I still remember the big buzz about 1984 being the end of the world, just because of George Orwell's novel. People wanted a doomsday so bad that they were truly convinced it was coming. I know some people who honestly appeared to be disappointed when life went on in 1985."

"You must know some people who really don't like their jobs," I proposed. "Maybe when someone has a perpetual case of the Mondays, they'd rather take their chances with the apocalypse."

"Yeah, that's part of it," Tuck acknowledged. "Not everyone gets to spend their days as a New York mesothelioma lawyer, always saving the world one day then screwing it up the next, and getting paid a fortune for keeping the circle of life continuing."

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