Greetings. I have been very lax about blogging lately I would like to say it is because I am gainfully employed and am raking in the dough however, that is not the case. Though I have been working, taking government exams and going through the whole painful job search process. I hope to have better luck in the New Year and as Christmas approaches
December pretty much becomes a write off to get anything done least of all getting a job offer.
Focusing (or trying to) on this blog. Yes it is that time of year when everyone talks of joy, cheer and love. Oh wait no that's just the advertisers, most people I know associate this time of year with stress, crammed parking lots, angry people, lack of gift ideas, forced/obligated family time (followed by painful experiences and guilt for trying to avoid it) usually associated with consuming copious alcoholic beverages and fattening food. I usually like Christmas well the food at least and this year I am excited because I am heading to New Orleans with friends and am avoiding the whole madness of Christmas! Or at least part of it... no fears I have had my own share of Xmas madness and thought I would share...
A few days ago I was in a parking lot and upon returning to my vehicle, after waiting in a rather longer line than expected at the bank and almost being knocked down by an over zealous senior trying jumping the line from behind, found myself in an awkward situation. By awkward I mean I was rather pissed but I am trying to add Christmas joy and cheer to my blog and life. I know its not really my style so bear with me (the cheer and joy part). Anyways I get back to my car and guess what? The person who parked next to me literally had left like maybe a foot for me to 1) open my door (without scrapping the crap out of his truck) and 2) to get my body (meaning ass) in! Seriously people have you looked at our population lately we are all not supermodels or have superpowers that allow us to squeeze into extremely tight spaces. Even better the guy was still in his truck waiting for someone (I presume, it adds more drama to my story) plus it is absolutely pouring down with rain so I walk around my car because lets face it they only I am getting my ass in is through the passenger door.
Oh what luck I forgot that I had a 20 pound bag of dog food in the front seat plus a very wet and mangled umbrella not to mention I had just spent X hundred plus dollars on my hair so I was trying to hurry and not ruin my hair. SO I climbed in literally into my car over dog food, umbrellas and all the other random shite that I pile on my unused passenger seat (Cause that's what us singletowners do with all that extra space in our cars - we pile shite) I felt like a contortionist... in fact at one point I had my right leg up by the windshield because I couldn't quite squeeze into the drivers side with all the shite in the car. I am sure I made a complete ass out of myself. And yet the entire time buddy in his car just sat there watching me full of Christmas cheer!
I mean really is this what our society has become at this time of year so focused on commercial aspirations and parking spots that we would let some person have to literally climb into their car at the risk of pulling some major muscle group because we couldn't possible spread some cheer and move ours a little so they could get into theirs? I guess so. Merry Christmas
Food for Thought
"Next to a circus there ain't nothing that packs up and tears out faster than the Christmas spirit" ~ Kin Hubbard
