Good Evening
Dec. 24th, 2013 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyWhen Widget was younger, I used to tell him that when I had to work Christmas Eve it was because Santa needs help to get his work done. As the years go by, I find it helps to remember that but it gets more difficult as time passes. Still, I don't mind terribly much working Christmas Eve so long as I think of it as helping people make their holiday better. This doesn't mean I'm not giving you this look on the inside:
when you spend five hours in the store buying crap for your family because you forgot it was Christmas. Because I am. (Christmas is a fixed holiday. By the time you're old enough to legally drink you should have some idea when the damn thing falls. If not, the oceans of signs telling you should be a clue.)
But mostly I enjoy the line that doesn't end when people are just so happy that we have batteries, wrapping paper, and that I've found them the last roll of tape in the store. I love the way people aren't complete assholes to one another for one night and yes, it really is just one night because come 6am, people start to get really shitty with one another again. But for one night even the people who just popped in for a bag of chips aren't too bitchy about having to wait in a line that could wrap around the store.
So I'll be donning my elf hat (figuratively) and heading off to the salt mines tonight but I'll be super thrilled when I can escape tomorrow morning.
Merry Christmas Eve or... y'know, happy Tuesday. Whichever!
when you spend five hours in the store buying crap for your family because you forgot it was Christmas. Because I am. (Christmas is a fixed holiday. By the time you're old enough to legally drink you should have some idea when the damn thing falls. If not, the oceans of signs telling you should be a clue.)
But mostly I enjoy the line that doesn't end when people are just so happy that we have batteries, wrapping paper, and that I've found them the last roll of tape in the store. I love the way people aren't complete assholes to one another for one night and yes, it really is just one night because come 6am, people start to get really shitty with one another again. But for one night even the people who just popped in for a bag of chips aren't too bitchy about having to wait in a line that could wrap around the store.
So I'll be donning my elf hat (figuratively) and heading off to the salt mines tonight but I'll be super thrilled when I can escape tomorrow morning.
Merry Christmas Eve or... y'know, happy Tuesday. Whichever!
