Christmas is nearly over and can I just say thank the forced induction Gods there are another 356 days to the next one. My workplace can go back to its usual calm foot traffic. Buying my lunch will cease to be an exercise in dodging hundreds of people littering the footpaths of my fair city. I can finally look forward to the end of the silly emails wishing me the best for the holidays. Best of all, the inhumane torture of the Christmas carollers blaring their idiotic pretend music will cease polluting my ears each morning at my local train station.
I’m not really a Grinch. Not until Christmas time anyway… I just fail to see the joy in buying lots of cheap crap to give to people who then have to pretend they like it. That is the spirit of Christmas is it not? Certainly feels like it. Anyway, I have another reason for not liking Christmas to add to my yearly expandable list.
Today I thought since Christmas is such a lovely family time everyone will be at home with their loved ones having lunch, drinking and being merry and whatnot. That would leave the roads relatively free for me to visit my local National Park for a nice relaxing clear run. I failed to anticipate the hundreds of families that were stupid enough to brave the forcasted rains to go picnicking . In the rain. Where it’s wet. In a park. Outdoors. With the rain. Wet.
On the one day when I thought there will be no one on the roads it was busier than I’ve seen it all Summer. To add to the pain they were all driving at half the posted speed limit. One outstanding citizen driving his massive boat of a 4WD packed with his undoubtedly annoying 2.5 kids in the back and equally grating wife in the front tried to overtake me. I suspect he couldn’t wait for his trip to be over so to add to his misery I wickedly sped up as I let out an evil laugh that would rival any supervillain. He didn’t approve and let me know about it 2km down the road by honking his horn and giving me the finger as he turned off the road. I’m sure that display of manly superiority made his wife wet.
So my point is, Merry Christmas to you all and may your roads be clear of slow drivers for 2010.