Gather round children. (Okay, children shouldn’t be reading this) So gather round grown up children, your Uncle Don is going to tell you a heartwarming Christmas story that truly expresses the meaning of this glorious time of year.
Many years ago, one morning, just a week before Christmas, Uncle Don’s butthead boss called the whole marketing department together for an important announcement. It seems the evil bean counters had completed next year’s budget and determined that in January, one person would have to be dismissed from the department.
You might wonder children, why oh why, would the boss announce this right before Christmas. Why not just wait until January to deliver the news to the unfortunate individual and let everyone enjoy the holidays in peace? Well children, that’s why he was a butthead. He was a big ‘ol stupid butthead who often just farted out random thoughts for no good reason. You will find that many managers you encounter in your career are buttheads, with a big butt right where their brain should be.
After the workers were dismayed and scurried down the hall to discuss the situation. They could not believe the company would do this because it was profitable and the department was overworked already. Everyone was in agreement this was a bad, bad, thing.
And this was a strange occurrence because it caused Uncle Don and Val the Bitch to agree on something. Val the Bitch and Uncle Don did not get along very well at all. Val the Bitch hated Uncle Don and was threatened by his superior marketing skills and vast intellect. Uncle Don hated Val the Bitch because she was a stupid, disgusting, mega-bitch with a horrible personality and no marketing skills whatsoever.
Her bitchy personality and lack of physical attractiveness resulted in her having serious problems in her social life. Several times a year she would arrive at the office and announce loudly and enthusiastically, “Hey, I got lucky last night!” What that really meant children is: “Hey, I’m not such a disgusting bitch. I had a boyfriend last night for 10 minutes!
Yes children, this behavior was typical of the disgusting, pathetic, existence of Val the Bitch. But don’t think that Uncle Don wasn’t sympathetic on these occasions. He wondered just how desperate, lonely, drunk, insane or stoned a guy would have to be to actually copulate with Val the Bitch. He hoped these unfortunate souls were not emotionally (or physically) scarred for life. And most of all, Uncle Don hoped that they took a long, hot, shower using industrial grade soap as soon as they got home because it is difficult to wash that type of bitchiness off.
But now Uncle Don and Val the Bitch were suddenly on the same team, united in scorn of the butthead boss. As the discussion wound down, somebody realized that the butthead boss had chosen to make his announcement a mere 90 minutes before he was taking the department out for our annual festive Christmas lunch. What moronic timing! That puts the butt in butthead.
“Merry Christmas” said someone sarcastically.
“Merry Frikin’ Christmas said Val the Bitch.
“Merry Frikin’ Christmas indeed”, exclaimed Uncle Don.
So the Christmas lunch was very awkward that year. The Christmas joy had been sucked out of the employees, but the butthead boss was having a great time yucking it up, totally oblivious to the lack of enthusiasm of all the others.
After the meal, the butthead boast raised his glass in the air with great fervor and bellowed “Merry Christmas!” Of course at that point everyone else thought in their heads, “Merry Frikin’ Christmas”. Unfortunately your Uncle Don started to laugh at this thought and lowered his head so he would not fizz off the boss with this highly inappropriate outburst.
And it was at this moment something magical happened. Val the Bitch, who happened to be sitting next to Uncle Don, gave him a swift, hard, kick under the table. This immediately snapped Uncle Don to his senses and he thrust his glass in the air and proclaimed: “Merry Christmas indeed!” With this, the Christmas luncheon and Uncle Don’s job was saved. It was a miracle children, it was a Christmas miracle!
And then in that restaurant, in that moment of Christmas merriment, Uncle Don realized that Val the Bitch was not really a bitch at all, but she was a valued co-worker, she was a real person, with real feelings and real issues and that she was trying to do the best with what she had. And this children, is the miracle of Christmastime, when everyone puts away their grievances and learns to love their fellow man. Where there is peace on Earth and goodwill to all men, which does include all the bitches and bastards in your life.
Merry Christmas Children and Happy Holidays from your Uncle Don