Cunundrums. I Have Them.

Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are cunundrums in that while I'm glad stores are open for my own convenience should I need them, it's totally depressing to see people who have to work on those days. I can almost feel the clerk's eyes burning through me as a I slink out, "yeah that's great for you asshole, unlike me you don't hafta work today - just take your special-order box of made-for-horses Magnums and get the fuck outta here already." And that makes me sad   :(