The Holiday Spirit
The holidays are such a crazy time of the year. It seems like Christmas (etc.) tends to either make people a little nicer or a little bit bitchier. I'd like to think I stay middle of the road. But over the past few days, I've seen some sad things.
Over Thanksgiving dinner at my aunt's, my cousin's friend and her father showed up while we were eating. It was explained to me that his wife just left him and told him she wanted a divorce over the phone, and packed up her stuff and left them all. She was going to actually do this on his birthday, but I guess she got impatient. So they were really happy about life.
It was sad, really. He was very quiet, seemed embarrassed. His daughter seemed to do all the talking. The highlight of the conversation went like this: "Yah, we have a list of places to go today. Everyone's been inviting us over because they feel sorry for us." The room went rather quiet after that.
And tonite, I stopped at Subway to grab something to eat. The radio was playing Christmas music, and the two high school-aged boys who were there looked less than enthralled to be working. So the one guy was making my sandwhich and he's all "do they make you listen to this where you work?" And I said, "Only if I put it on." And I continued, "I take it you don't really like the Christmas music." And he says, "It's driving me crazy. I hate it."
And yet -- I've found myself listening to Christmas music almost all day today. I think it must be the cold weather. It's 45 out right now. Gotta love that.
Over Thanksgiving dinner at my aunt's, my cousin's friend and her father showed up while we were eating. It was explained to me that his wife just left him and told him she wanted a divorce over the phone, and packed up her stuff and left them all. She was going to actually do this on his birthday, but I guess she got impatient. So they were really happy about life.
It was sad, really. He was very quiet, seemed embarrassed. His daughter seemed to do all the talking. The highlight of the conversation went like this: "Yah, we have a list of places to go today. Everyone's been inviting us over because they feel sorry for us." The room went rather quiet after that.
And tonite, I stopped at Subway to grab something to eat. The radio was playing Christmas music, and the two high school-aged boys who were there looked less than enthralled to be working. So the one guy was making my sandwhich and he's all "do they make you listen to this where you work?" And I said, "Only if I put it on." And I continued, "I take it you don't really like the Christmas music." And he says, "It's driving me crazy. I hate it."
And yet -- I've found myself listening to Christmas music almost all day today. I think it must be the cold weather. It's 45 out right now. Gotta love that.
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