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

  • treadful@lemmy.zip
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    3 hours ago

    Me sharing my discomfort was not intended to discount yours. But in the same vain, don’t discount my feelings either.