T'is the holiday season! And we all know what that means: it's time for mass commercialism and seasonal guilt to come crashing to the fore in the guise of getting a present for everyone you have more than 10 minutes of contact with during the day. As a confirmed workaholic, for me this comes in the form of the dreaded office gift exchange, wherein people who pretend to like each other buy meaningless gifts for those whose asses they most need to kiss during the rest of the year.
And in its wake: completely unneeded gifties.
More seasonal bitchiness over the fold.