Christmas Eve
Don’t check your calendar. Christmas for me is more than the actual day of. I’ve never skipped the holiday at the old family homestead and I mean to never have to. This year, it took a herculean effort by a couple of other people to get me off. I owe them big thanks. But, today, the news got out to the other staff, suspected members of what I call the Secret Government. I got weird looks all day. I wanted to scream out, “Get over it!” Certain people just can’t stand that other people in power stood up for me and made it happen. Would they have been happier if I’d done something like call out? I never would have done that. I’m way too honest. Would they have been happier if I’d stayed in the city for the holiday by myself in my apartment?! It’s not like any one of them will have to work for me or pick up the slack in any way. Argh!
I look forward to spines and brains when I get back on the 26th, since that’s how they punish people. They know what you like and when you do something they determine to be evil, they give you assignments that they know you’ll hate. I can kiss the Italian Loudmouth goodbye right now. I’ll never be in his room again.
People are depressing.
Posted on December 21st, 2006 under General • 
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