What I Did On My Holidays
You know the worst part about returning to work after a Christmas break, regardless of its length? It’s not having to go back to a regular routine of waking up early, eating properly and wearing pants. It’s something much, much worse.
I might be exposing myself as some kind of horrible misanthrope here; but I really, really hate having to tell the “What I Did Over Christmas” story to every single person within spitting distance of my desk. If they didn’t already read about it on Facebook, or if I wasn’t in touch with them at any point over the actual holiday period, chances are we’re not close enough for me to want to tell a personal story – or, for that matter, for them for them to really care what I did. They’re just being polite. I hate polite. If I don’t ask you what you did over Christmas, I might be being bad mannered, but at least I’m not being disingenuous.
And they don’t even have the decency to all gather round, campfire-style, so you can tell one story once. No, they time it exactly so that you end up telling the same story on loop for a day and a half. The only thing that changes is the length – slowly the story will get shorter as you get more and more bored with it.
In the interest of comparison, I present to you now my Christmas Story in four different ways. How I told it to the first co-worker who asked, then the fifth, the tenth, and finally, the twenty-fifth. See if you can spot the subtle edits:
The First “Oh, hey! How was your Christmas? What did you get up to?”:
I WENT TO SEE THE FAMILY IN QUEENSLAND. SPENT THE FIVE DAYS IN TOOWOOMBA! THE WEATHER WAS GREAT – IN THAT IT WAS RUBBISH. FOGGY AND RAINY, BUT THAT’S THE TOOWOOMBA I REMEMBER. MY FAMILY WERE ALL IN GOOD FORM – I HAD NOT SEEN MY BROTHER IN ABOUT TWO YEARS, SO THAT WAS COOL. IN FACT, IT WAS THE FIRST TIME THE THREE SIBLINGS HAD BEEN IN THE ONE PLACE IN AGES. I GOT TO SPEND TIME WITH MY FAVOURITE AUNT & UNCLE, TOO. AND EVERYONE FOLLOWED MY REQUEST – I GOT VOUCHERS FOR CHRISTMAS SO I COULD BUY MYSELF A PS3! FINALLY, I DON’T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE CONSTANT COMPLAINING THAT I’M SO HARD TO BUY FOR! HAVE YOU EVER EATEN LICORICE ALLSORT SLICE? MY GOD, IT’S AMAZING. IT’S PRETTY MUCH ALL I ATE FOR THE FIVE DAYS. ANYWAY, AFTER CHRISTMAS I CAUGHT UP WITH MY DAD, AND THEN I FLEW HOME ON TUESDAY AND CAME STRAIGHT BACK TO WORK.
The Fifth “Oh, hey! How was your Christmas? What did you get up to?”:
I WENT TO SEE THE FAMILY IN QUEENSLAND. SPENT THE FIVE DAYS IN TOOWOOMBA! THE WEATHER WAS GREAT – IN THAT IT WAS RUBBISH. FOGGY AND RAINY, BUT THAT’S THE TOOWOOMBA I REMEMBER. MY FAMILY WERE ALL IN GOOD FORM – I HAD NOT SEEN MY BROTHER IN ABOUT TWO YEARS, SO THAT WAS COOL. IN FACT, IT WAS THE FIRST TIME THE THREE SIBLINGS HAD BEEN IN THE ONE PLACE IN AGES. I GOT TO SPEND TIME WITH MY FAVOURITE AUNT & UNCLE, TOO. AND EVERYONE FOLLOWED MY REQUEST – I GOT VOUCHERS FOR CHRISTMAS SO I COULD BUY MYSELF A PS3! FINALLY, I DON’T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE CONSTANT COMPLAINING THAT I’M SO HARD TO BUY FOR! HAVE YOU EVER EATEN LICORICE ALLSORT SLICE? MY GOD, IT’S AMAZING. IT’S PRETTY MUCH ALL I ATE FOR THE FIVE DAYS. ANYWAY, AFTER CHRISTMAS I CAUGHT UP WITH MY DAD, AND THEN I FLEW HOME ON TUESDAY AND CAME STRAIGHT BACK TO WORK.
The Tenth “Oh, hey! How was your Christmas? What did you get up to?”:
I WENT TO SEE THE FAMILY IN QUEENSLAND. SPENT THE FIVE DAYS IN TOOWOOMBA! THE WEATHER WAS GREAT – IN THAT IT WAS RUBBISH. FOGGY AND RAINY, BUT THAT’S THE TOOWOOMBA I REMEMBER. MY FAMILY WERE ALL IN GOOD FORM – I HAD NOT SEEN MY BROTHER IN ABOUT TWO YEARS, SO THAT WAS COOL. IN FACT, IT WAS THE FIRST TIME THE THREE SIBLINGS HAD BEEN IN THE ONE PLACE IN AGES. I GOT TO SPEND TIME WITH MY FAVOURITE AUNT & UNCLE, TOO. AND EVERYONE FOLLOWED MY REQUEST – I GOT VOUCHERS FOR CHRISTMAS SO I COULD BUY MYSELF A PS3! FINALLY, I DON’T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE CONSTANT COMPLAINING THAT I’M SO HARD TO BUY FOR! HAVE YOU EVER EATEN LICORICE ALLSORT SLICE? MY GOD, IT’S AMAZING. IT’S PRETTY MUCH ALL I ATE FOR THE FIVE DAYS. ANYWAY, AFTER CHRISTMAS I CAUGHT UP WITH MY DAD, AND THEN I FLEW HOME ON TUESDAY AND CAME STRAIGHT BACK TO WORK.
The Twenty-Fifth “Oh, hey! How was your Christmas? What did you get up to?”:
I WENT TO SEE THE FAMILY IN QUEENSLAND. SPENT THE FIVE DAYS IN TOOWOOMBA! THE WEATHER WAS GREAT – IN THAT IT WAS RUBBISH. FOGGY AND RAINY, BUT THAT’S THE TOOWOOMBA I REMEMBER. MY FAMILY WERE ALL IN GOOD FORM – I HAD NOT SEEN MY BROTHER IN ABOUT TWO YEARS, SO THAT WAS COOL. IN FACT, IT WAS THE FIRST TIME THE THREE SIBLINGS HAD BEEN IN THE ONE PLACE IN AGES. I GOT TO SPEND TIME WITH MY FAVOURITE AUNT & UNCLE, TOO. AND EVERYONE FOLLOWED MY REQUEST – I GOT VOUCHERS FOR CHRISTMAS SO I COULD BUY MYSELF A PS3! FINALLY, I DON’T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THE CONSTANT COMPLAINING THAT I’M SO HARD TO BUY FOR! HAVE YOU EVER EATEN LICORICE ALLSORT SLICE? MY GOD, IT’S AMAZING. IT’S PRETTY MUCH ALL I ATE FOR THE FIVE DAYS. ANYWAY, AFTER CHRISTMAS I CAUGHT UP WITH MY DAD, AND THEN I FLEW HOME ON TUESDAY AND CAME STRAIGHT TO WORK.
See? Technically it’s the same story. Just shorter.
Heh, heh. Nice.
So, um… what did you do for New Year’s?
;)
Okay, THIS one I have covered: I worked on New Year’s Eve, and although I had a wonderful time, if I look forlorn and say “oh…I had to work”, people very quickly change the subject because they don’t want their shallow gesture of courtesy sullied by bad news. It’s brilliant!
-Jasper
See, I hate returning to work for the exact same reason, but I deal with it differently. Every time I tell the story, I add more and more implausible details. “Yeah, and so My Aunt Christine said a whole bunch of incredibly ignorant, racist and bigoted things about X, while he was sitting opposite her at the table. So I [told her that if Jesus were here, he'd be ashamed of her,] got up and [dumped a giant bowl of lukewarm brandy custard down her front before I] stormed out of the room in disgust.”
Oh no, wait. That all actually happened.
Now I can’t tell the truth from the myth. But at any rate, wildly embellishing stories? I couldn’t possibly do that. That’s what this blog is for.
-Jasper
AND EVERYONE FOLLOWED MY REQUEST – I GOT FOR VOUCHERS FOR CHRISTMAS SO I COULD BUY MYSELF A PS3! FINALLY
Should that be
… request – I got four vouchers for Christmas?
Or
…followed my request – for vouchers for Christmas.
:)
P
Oh, good grief! How embarrassing. All fixed now! Well spotted, P-Diddy.
-Jasper
I was exactly the same when I came back from Tokyo… It’s so crappy having to tell the same story over and over again.
It’s like people are trying to rub it in that you are back at work and not on holidays any more…
Half the time I think they’re only asking because they think they have to. I really want to stop them halfway and say “I don’t want to answer the question any more than you want to ask it. Let’s save us both the trouble, yeah?”
-Jasper
Think of me in 2 weeks time.
I have 9 months of maternity leave to catch every co-worker and parent up.
I think I might just start with “Well, I had a baby.” and get it down to one syllable. :p
Oh NO. You win. HEY EVERYBODY, NIKKI WINS. Oh! Will Eva be with you? Could you just cut out the speech altogether? When they go “OMG, Nikki, how was it all?” just point at her. Should explain it all, really.
-Jasper
I am sorry. But how is nobody else who has commented not repulsed by the thought of licorice allsort slice?! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.
Hush, Ian. If you don’t like licorice allsorts, then you’re exempt from any licorice allsort or allsort related recipe subsidiary judgment. If you DO like licorice allsorts, then DEAR GOD MAN, YOU HAVE TO TRY THE SLICE.
-Jasper