| WEDNESDAY, 8 DECEMBER, 1999, PHILADELPHIA |
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My department at work is having a a dinner-thang tonight. One of the activities is a game called “Cut-throat Pollyanna”, wherein everyone brings a gift, wrapped. People draw numbers. #1 picks a prezzie. #2 then either takes #1’s prezzie or picks a new prezzie. #3 has the option of the two prezzies on the table, or another unopened one. Et cetera on down the line. It sounds absolutely brutal and anti-xmas. I’m all for it. My gift is ‘8 Tiny Reinbeer’, which is 8 Yeungling lagers in a hideous yellow, sunflowery, teddybear gift bag, with retarded reinbeer heads attached to the necks of the bottles and this descriptive text: Everyone’s heard of Santa’s 8 little friends who help him pass out presents to all the good boys and girls.  |
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