All I Want For Christmas is You (to not be an asshole!)

Jane Fonda was on Oprah yesterday and she said she is no longer living her life to be successful, financially speaking (easy to say when you're disgustingly rich) but now she's trying to be her best person. I immediately thought: You want to be a better person? Then move to New York. If you can consistently stay a nice person here, I believe you could move up the food chain in any God's eyes. This place could suck the cute off of baby Obama. Awwww, baby Obama!


It's Christmas Eve but don't expect to find any ounce of spirit around this town. I worked today, all expecting to have a good experience, maybe even get a little tired of the niceties flowing so heavily. I thought everyone would surely be in good spirits today, the coworkers, the customers. Most people have a little soft place in their hearts for the poor retail geeks that have to schlep in for the holiday shift.

Uh, WRONG! We had the hatin'est group of customers today. I had to actually pass off a horrible, HORRible woman to another coworker because she was so evil that I couldn't even complete the transaction. She was quickly draining my last ounce. I tried at first to diffuse her by saying 'Ma'am, I'm just trying to help you honestly, I have no dog in this fight'. Usually a bit of honesty will pull them back. That old rotten hen was not budging. That is bad because I was in a really good mood riding in 30 degree weather with a bag of holiday cream cheese brownie treats in my bag, loving life and thinking of what the holiday really means. It was all workin' for me.





These bastuhds that have no love in their heart and wanna come out on the holidays to shop to fill the abyss that is their soul cavity. Haa haa, no I'm just kidding. Seriously, I have nothing against atheists. Some of my favorite people are atheists. And just because you don't believe in a God doesn't mean you're up for treating people like crap. There are moral social codes that most people abide by. No, this isn't about atheists. But it is too bad they're all going straight to hell. Haa haa! Just kidding again, seriously. That's not even funny.
No, these are just downright mean dildos that need love and maybe that wouldn't even change a thing. Nature does make mistakes. Look at the platypus. Tell me that poor thing was God's best work.


Like I said, I have holiday spirit but I didn't want to have to test my spiritual constitution by seeing just how much crap I would take from an asshole before I'd fall right down to their level. And it doesn't take much with me, believe me. I'm still evolving....slowly.

Even if I would have went into work shining as bright as the friggin' North Star, I barely would have come home with an ember burning. Matter of fact some dip shit cut me off and I almost slammed into his SUV a block from my apartment so I ended my journey today flashing the bird, big and high. So much for my christian stamina.

Thank goodness most of the oncoming celebration will require little outside travel. If I can keep from fighting with P and the cats, I should be able to feel the true meaning of Christmas.