So, it's getting to be that time of year. The time for facing the consequences of a year's worth of behavior.
Yeah, the Big Guy in the Red Suit is watching, and he knows things.
Damn. It's enough to make you paranoid.
I, of course, have been an absolute angel.
Well, except for the drinking, eating junk when I really shouldn't, and the bad words.
Oh, and *cough* possibly some uncharitable thoughts about my fellow drivers and where I thought their final destination should be.
Perhaps embellished with a suggestion of what, er, "activity" they might enjoy once they got there. Explained with hand gestures. But, really, the hand gestures were just in case they didn't grasp my full meaning. Explaining things to the simple-minded is a kindness, right?
All right, all right. Maybe I wasn't precisely an "angel." Maybe I even deserve a few lumps of coal in my stocking. But you know what?
Totally worth it!
How about you? Are you on Santa's Nice List or his Naughty List?
(Like how I snuck that camel in there? Happy Hump Day!)