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It's the most wonderful time of the year
Dec. 21st, 2005 07:29 pmWorking at an airport the past three years has... done a lot to destroy the romanticism I might still have of a holiday that hasn't been that romantic for me in quite some time.
All around me, society tells me how happy everybody is at Christmas, and how warm and loving and sharing and giving we are inspired to be.
And I spend the day at the airport where people are distraught, distressed, unhappy, surly, snappish, exhausted and a lot of other things. People are shitty to each other; sometimes people are downright nasty. There are exceptions, as always, but the majority of passengers (and non-passengers, either employees or people calling here because somebody they were waiting for was delayed) feel like they have been cheated out of their entitled holiday cheer, and they usually have somebody in specific to blame.
It reminds me why I'm a misanthrope, and it makes every single one of those societally sponsored messages about the Joyous Holiday Season and makes it sound even more hollow, hypocritical and grating than it would otherwise be.
In the happymaking corner, I got CDs from Carabosse and Hamgallon today (I got to turn 'Dobrodosli' up really loud and get the full effect of the violins today on the way to work!), and moses sent me like six DVDs full of music but I'm putting off those until after the holiday as they're in .ogg format and will require me to load each track individually into Audacity and then save a new version in mp3 format. So it'll be a little labor intensive.
PS: Who do we know that likes wine? I have a Portuguese Rose that my supervisor gave me for Christmas.
All around me, society tells me how happy everybody is at Christmas, and how warm and loving and sharing and giving we are inspired to be.
And I spend the day at the airport where people are distraught, distressed, unhappy, surly, snappish, exhausted and a lot of other things. People are shitty to each other; sometimes people are downright nasty. There are exceptions, as always, but the majority of passengers (and non-passengers, either employees or people calling here because somebody they were waiting for was delayed) feel like they have been cheated out of their entitled holiday cheer, and they usually have somebody in specific to blame.
It reminds me why I'm a misanthrope, and it makes every single one of those societally sponsored messages about the Joyous Holiday Season and makes it sound even more hollow, hypocritical and grating than it would otherwise be.
In the happymaking corner, I got CDs from Carabosse and Hamgallon today (I got to turn 'Dobrodosli' up really loud and get the full effect of the violins today on the way to work!), and moses sent me like six DVDs full of music but I'm putting off those until after the holiday as they're in .ogg format and will require me to load each track individually into Audacity and then save a new version in mp3 format. So it'll be a little labor intensive.
PS: Who do we know that likes wine? I have a Portuguese Rose that my supervisor gave me for Christmas.