Merry Fucking Christmas

Let me set the scene: it's mid-week and I'm in a staff meeting surrounded by a whole lotta anal, Type A librarians and librarian wannabes. The topic of the moment: "should we send a big bunch of impersonal and ultimately meaningless corporate-style Christmas cards out to people or should we just invite them around for a piss-up and a party instead?" Personally, I don't really give a shit either way, but was leaning towards the latter suggestion. Echoing my thoughts, someone piped up saying how lame-ass corporate Christmas cards are and how they just end up in the trash. Cue indignant wannabe librarian chick who started sanctimoniously bleeting (and I'm not meaning the act of blogging and tweeting simultaneously) on about how every Christmas card is precious and how all of hers end up being scrapbooked or some such shit. I mean, REALLY??? What kind of nit-wit saves and treasures Christmas cards from people she barely knows and who are only sending her the stupid things because they have to for work? Sheesh.