For those that can’t stand this time of the year, my misery seeks company. What does it for you?
For me: aside from the usual family stuff:
I worked front-end in a post office back when that meant a line-up before I opened the doors to the end of the day when I had to inform the line-up that was still out the door that, yes, I was going to close on time. (Some didn’t take that well. For me it was just another Tuesday…)
It meant a lot of work with little thanks and I had to listen to the same shitty Xmas playlist over and over all day.
Edit/PS: The quick downvote sells it. Perfection. chefs kiss
It’s a constant dilemma. I am an introvert, I have severe ADHD, possibly autistic, and I have masked my entire life- I don’t even know who I am sometimes. Although life is much better than it was a couple decades ago. I used to absolutely rage at how fake the whole world seemed to be.
I could have written this myself. I know exactly how you feel!