Bah Humbug
``…when I live in such a world of fools as this Merry Christmas! Out upon merry Christmas. What's Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, but not an hour richer; a time for balancing your books and having every item in 'em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you? If I could work my will,'' said Scrooge indignantly, ``every idiot who goes about with ``Merry Christmas'' on his lips, should be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart. He should!''
I must have taken a bad trip and fell into “A Christmas Carol.” Let me introduce you to my boss, Mr. Scrooge. It is so cold in the office that I am wearing my scarf and gloves with little holes in the fingers so I can type. I’ve even developed a pathetic cough to further add to my Cratchit-ness appearance. I don’t know if any amount of freaky ghosts can save this guy.
I’m going to need some time to celebrate breaking out of the office and getting away from this miser! So….6:30pm Thursday. Meeting at Tucker’s Pub in Wildwood. Dessert and drinks to follow at the apartment. Be there. Call me for directions. And don’t want to hear any Bah Humbugs!
I must have taken a bad trip and fell into “A Christmas Carol.” Let me introduce you to my boss, Mr. Scrooge. It is so cold in the office that I am wearing my scarf and gloves with little holes in the fingers so I can type. I’ve even developed a pathetic cough to further add to my Cratchit-ness appearance. I don’t know if any amount of freaky ghosts can save this guy.
I’m going to need some time to celebrate breaking out of the office and getting away from this miser! So….6:30pm Thursday. Meeting at Tucker’s Pub in Wildwood. Dessert and drinks to follow at the apartment. Be there. Call me for directions. And don’t want to hear any Bah Humbugs!