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My bosses bought me breakfast and coffee this morning, and ended up letting me go home early from work. It was not a bad day. I made a sign for the door letting people know when we close because apparently the website is wrong, wrong, wrong. If your fetish is men already in relationships, I think your prime hunting ground is fancy retail on Christmas Eve. The store was filled almost entirely with dudes just after we opened. There was only one really bitchy customer that I saw, a woman trying to return a gift who freaked out about store policy of not giving cash over a certain amount. If you're in a store on Christmas Eve being an asshole to a retail worker then you are a bad person.

I've also seen so many hideous pairs of leggings this year. It is kind of amazing.

Christmas miracle was the present USPS lost in the mail for a month finally showed up today. Plus my long sleeved literary shirts. Watership Down and Hamlet are totally goth.

The Christmas charity drive is at almost nine hundred thousand dollars. I'm totally mind boggled by this.

December has been exhausting for a lot of reasons. I found myself standing in the store looking at the Christmas candy display. We always used to buy chocolate covered cherries for my father. I kind of regret not buying some right now. Maybe Thursday when I go buy cheap Christmas lights I will buy some.

After a lot of anxiety I got my Yuletide story done. I hope the person enjoys it.