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Dec. 24th, 2003 02:10 pm-12:44 PM
I swear to God, if time were going any slower today it would be moving backwards. And while I sometimes admit that that would not be the worst thing in the world, today is so not the day I need to have this sensation. As far as I know, I am still here til 6, which means some mega-lateness in getting to my cousin's tonight for the Christmas Eve Family Tradition stuff. And my job is so dead right now. I mean, we get tomorrow and Friday off which is all well and good, but Christmas Eve...well, I can understand it for some people, and whily my department does deal with the end user of the company's products (much to my consternation), we're not a retail outlet. There, I could understand being open X-Mas Eve, because we all know the places will be crowded. But here? Hell, half the AUthorized companies we deal with are going home early, and most consumers/end users are/should be too busy dealing with last minute gifts and cooking and travelling and whatnot to worry about their stuff. I want to go home really badly right now, just so I can get the weekend started and relax.
It's not a bad thing, really. I usually find my mood souring during the holiday season, and perk up right at the big days. It's an odd feeling I've never been able to get, but I am usually drawn into a major funk around New Year's Eve, since I will not have the plans I deserve and have earned all year by the simple fact of putting up with everyone else's bullshit. Sound selfish? You betcha, but I'm tired of being the odd man out all the time, and having to listen to the stories of others when it comes to parties. That is !fun for me.
I swear to God, if time were going any slower today it would be moving backwards. And while I sometimes admit that that would not be the worst thing in the world, today is so not the day I need to have this sensation. As far as I know, I am still here til 6, which means some mega-lateness in getting to my cousin's tonight for the Christmas Eve Family Tradition stuff. And my job is so dead right now. I mean, we get tomorrow and Friday off which is all well and good, but Christmas Eve...well, I can understand it for some people, and whily my department does deal with the end user of the company's products (much to my consternation), we're not a retail outlet. There, I could understand being open X-Mas Eve, because we all know the places will be crowded. But here? Hell, half the AUthorized companies we deal with are going home early, and most consumers/end users are/should be too busy dealing with last minute gifts and cooking and travelling and whatnot to worry about their stuff. I want to go home really badly right now, just so I can get the weekend started and relax.
It's not a bad thing, really. I usually find my mood souring during the holiday season, and perk up right at the big days. It's an odd feeling I've never been able to get, but I am usually drawn into a major funk around New Year's Eve, since I will not have the plans I deserve and have earned all year by the simple fact of putting up with everyone else's bullshit. Sound selfish? You betcha, but I'm tired of being the odd man out all the time, and having to listen to the stories of others when it comes to parties. That is !fun for me.