Okay it's freakin christmas... You know, the time when people freak out because there is no more time or those lucky few who could care less and freak out about everyone freaking out. I am in the second group. I am glad to be sitting in my cozy chair with my supper and a beer. Now to be fair, I did very little of the Christmas prep. That fell to my wife. That of course puts her in the first group, setting up the ideal dynamic for Christmas eve histrionics. So instead of fueling the fire, I decided to blog :)
I am frankly sick to death of how commercial Christmas is. All that gets thought of is presents. People ask me what I want for Christmas and I have no good answer. I don't really want any 'things'. I want situations. I want to spend time with my wife and kids, much more time with my wife later, ho ho ho. I want people to not worry about having to get me anything. I especially want people to not get me stupid ass stuff - ideas like sweaters come to mind for this. Mostly though, I want less stress and less bullshit. If its gonna be a pain in the ass, then skip it, Christ! - no pun intended.
It was actually a good day at work for being a holiday day. Not too many people were in the casino and the ones that were there were in a generally generous mood. One dealer in particular really made my day. I had been complaining about the fact that I had few dealers that I preferred in my section, just her and one other. Well she said would it make my day better if she kept blowing me kisses. I laughed and she kept it up all day. Well it really did make a difference, so I came home in a fairly good mood.
So to anyone who might actually be reading this, have a happy christmas and I hope you have someone to blow kisses to you too!
postscript - another quotable rogue -
Behind every great fortune there is a crime.
- Honore de Balzac
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