Just Thinking About Christmas

When I lived in San Francisco in the 1990’s, one of our good friends had an irrepressibly sunny disposition. During the holidays, when things were a madhouse everywhere around town, and I would grumble about the dipshit, inconsiderate drivers doing stupid, inane things, she would reply:

“They’re just thinking about Christmas.”

It was equal parts acknowledgement “yes, they are being stupid” and “no, you shouldn’t let it bother you so much.”

So in the spirit of the season, I try to remind myself that all of you delivery trucks double-parked in the bike lane, meter readers pulling in front of me for a right turn when they can see me in their mirrors, cars grazing by me on 15th . . . you’re all “just thinking about Christmas.”