I don’t care much for Christmas for a few reasons:
1. Due to a rift on my mum’s side (My dad’s side of the family is basically non-existent due to my granddad divorcing my grandmum (who passed on over a decade ago) when my dad was ten, and my dad has a whole lotta hostility toward his dad.) of the family (my mum has four sisters and one brother.) all holidays are: mum, dad, grandmum (Additionally, my mum’s dad passed on when she was ten), sis and me. I hate such small family gatherings. At least this year had my sis’ new addition to the family with her Yorkie pup, Dexter. He was a bit of fun to be around.
2. Beyond these few people, I have no one else get gifts for, and vice versa. All my Christmas gifts come from people who are required to love me as they are family members and I know I sound shitty practically knocking on my loving family, but never giving nor receiving gifts from friends (I would have put a (girl) in front of friends, but there’s only been one, and that just lasted for a summer, so that wouldn’t be applicable anyway.) just makes me feel like I matter even less. OK, I did exchange gifts with a friend once, but they suggested we shouldn’t and I admitted I already got a gift, so I felt like a shit for making them.
3. No one who knows me in real life knows me so all my gifts are cash or gift cards. Sis bought me an $80 bottle of cologne this year, and my response was simply put a big WTF. When asked what I wanted in exchange, I told her to fill up my gas tank.
4. What killed a lot of my holiday spirit was the half dozen straight years of no Christmas gifts from my parents all through middle school to the middle of high school. I’d always get asked what I got for Christmas, and I just never respond or acknowledge the question. Back then we actually had the big family Christmases and one time sis and I repeatedly got asked that question by relatives and finally we just freaked out with “NOTHING!!!” and they’d just laugh telling us that they were sure we got something. That same year, the one cousin who is my age had a list with her of what she got from her parents, and it was the most ridiculous fucking thing. It was a detailed inventory of every goddamn thing as she listed different colored pens and flavors of tic tacs, I mean holy fucking shit, right? I had Jewish friends who got more for Christmas because they actually got gifts. All it did was make me hate the commercialization of Christmas with extreme passion as well as turn me into not a very giving person at all even if I am a good tipper.
All I get out of Christmas are the good sales to buy things for me and if I were still in school or had a job I’d at least like it for the time off. Unfortunately, being unemployed and living at home with my parents I’m forced to spend time around them for two weeks where I constantly guilted for not having a job. I nap a lot during the day to counter this since there is no reason for me to be awake during normal hours. What’s the point of any of this?
I have had the bottle for under 24 hours. I haven’t taken a sip of it, let alone opened it yet. I had a few Jack & Cokes at Friday’s last night, so I obviously like Jack, but the way your question was worded it sounds like you’re asking about my enjoyment from consuming the full bottle. In a 24 hour period.
My dear, if I was going to drink myself to death, I’d most definitely choose a whisky a shit-ton classier than Jack Daniel’s.