Not everyone gets to enjoy Christmas off, singing carols with the family, having a snowball fight in the front yard, then retiring to the elegant dining room for turkey and pie. No. Some of us have to grind our souls away at the office and get by with vending machine coffee and whatever food coworkers might have left in the breakroom fridge.
I’m not complaining. Really. It’s nice and quiet here. There might even be time for a nap later. (Just kidding. I do not nap at work. That would go against my Very Earnest Work Ethic.)
At any rate, it was a pleasure that The Flow of Mexico was open on this holiday. It meant that I got to eat something delicious and that the orange on a coworker’s desk is safe for another night. I’d include a link here to the restaurant, but it doesn’t have a website. How does a modern business not have a website? Weird.