No More Happy Holidays
There will be no happy holidays for me this year. Nope. None at all. Instead, I am going to have a Merry Christmas. And I am going to wish you a Merry Christmas too. (Insert gasp here.) What’s that? You don’t celebrate Christmas? Too bad. I don’t care.
Yes, I know Christmas is a religious holiday. And yes I appreciate you may practice a different religion than me. But Christmas represents more than religion. For me, it represents a season of joy, of expressing goodwill, of sharing and of spending time with family and friends. So when I say, “Merry Christmas,” I am offering you those gifts of the season.
Your response should be a simple, “Thank you.” And if you are so inclined, I am open to your wishing me a Happy Fruitcake Toss Day, or National Kazoo Day, or National Welding Month, or even a Merry Fight the Filthy Fly Month.
Merry Christmas.
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Thank YOU.
Thank you! I would now go on this blog every day!
DingoDogg
Though I have enough friends of differing faiths that I am solidly in the “Happy Holidays” camp myself*, I don’t care what any individual person says and will respond with a similar pleasantry.
I will confess that it does bother me when Christian groups try to pressure stores into making their employees say “Merry Christmas” rather than “Happy Holidays.” If the stores have found that they get better responses recognizing everyone’s “Holy Days” instead of just one religion’s, I really don’t see why the stores shouldn’t be allowed to do that in peace.
CC
*My logic is this: We usually recognize holidays based on the person we’re speaking to, not what the holiday means to us. My Dad doesn’t wish me a “Happy Father’s Day” because he’s a father and it’s his day. I say it to him. Also, I say “Happy Birthday” to you on your birthday. I don’t say it to you on mine. I did once say “Happy Labor Day” to my mother on my birthday, but she assured me that doing so wasn’t as funny as I thought it was.