I'm spending today stuffing our firm's Christmas cards and wallowing in self-pity. I imagine I'll spend tomorrow putting addresses on our firm's Christmas cards while still wallowing in self-pity.
While typing this, I noticed that I'm actually getting an area of tiny paper-cuts on my hand from constantly brushing against the stiff xmas card paper. Great. Now they're starting to burn.
My job is turning me against Christmas. That can't be good.