Sorry I don't have anything witty or thought provoking to entertain you with tonight, but I just got home from a 13 hour shift. It's 9:45 at night and I just got fucking home. And I get to get up in a few hours and go do it again.
I used to tolerate the Holidays until I started working in a grocery warehouse. Now I fucking hate them. Seriously, all Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years means to me anymore is a paid day off.