I got the best Christmas present of all this year. Food poisoning.
I'm not sure where it was from because I ate at a few different places that day...but I'm guessing it was from the restaurant where I found a nice juicy hair in my tuna salad.
Anyways, I ended up working on Christmas Eve in the morning and that's when I started feeling nauseous. Once I got home, I puked for 15 hours straight.
I was scheduled to work Christmas day but couldn't make it in because I was too weak. I did end up coming in a little later to hang out with my sister so she wouldn't have to suffer by herself.
What I don't understand is this: It's Christmas Day, and people are obsessively playing the lottery. Our lines were so long because we were held up by these idiots with their long list of lottery numbers. It wasn't so much the people that had received lottery tickets as a Christmas present...it was the people that should have gotten a lifetime membership to Gamblers Anonymous.
It's Christmas. Who gives a fuck about the lottery on Christmas???
I got so annoyed with these people because they should have been relaxing at home instead of coming in and playing their numbers.
This is the reason we get stuck being open on the holidays. If we didn't have these people addicted to the lottery, we would probably close.
Because of all these lottery players, I ended up getting nauseous from standing on my feet for so long typing their numbers in and had to go back home and rest.
So, thank you, lottery people, for pissing me off on Christmas. I hope your lottery numbers don't come up all year.