I’m not a big fan of year-end holidays especially given the fact that my birthday falls on Christmas Day. I get why people celebrate around this time of year. I’d have to be a doofus not to. However, to me, Turkey Day and Christmas are just a couple of days off from work. More’s the pity.
Does that make me a bad person?
Starting about a week from now until roughly a few days after New Year’s marks my end-of-the-year depression. The only thing that might make it conceivably grayer than it usually is would be if like last year, a subway strike occurred or if a winter storm dumped ten feet of snow all over New York City.
Then things would truly suck.