Destiny Whispers

The day to day world is desperate enough without the holidays. But then the holidays come around. People you didn’t know existed are cutting you off for a parking space. Seriously, where did all these people come from? I never see them in April or August. Are they time travelers from the future? Tourists from Canada who think of New England as “south of the border?” Alien beings masquerading as Toyotas? The entire state of Colorado, all of whom are horribly, horribly lost? Why do they call them “holidays” anyway? You’re telling me this isn’t work?