In honor of Throwback Thursday, I’m reposting this entry I wrote last year. I just read it and every word still rings true for me. I originally shared it with a bit of trepidation because not enjoying the Christmas season seems so…counter culture. But I’ve spoken with and heard from many people who feel the same way I do. So maybe I’m not so strange after all.
I am not a Scrooge. A Scrooge doesn’t want anyone to enjoy Christmas. I want all of you Christmassy folks to knock yourselves out and have the best Christmas ever. But I feel blah about the holidays, that time period between Thanksgiving and New Year’s.
My non-Christmassy attitude began when I was in college. My college job (summers, weekends during the school year and Christmas) was at a J.C. Penny. While I encountered some nice holiday shoppers I also dealt with real jerks who celebrated Christ’s birth by taking out their frustrations on sales clerks. Back then, I didn’t have the emotional tools to realize their behaviors were “their stuff” and not mine to take on. I remember some nights driving home from work in tears all because someone I didn’t know from Adam blamed me because the store was out of (fill in the blank). Fa la la la…
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