Post Holiday Glog

The Christmas season predictably involves an increase in workload here at the dump. The normal take and leave section is closed from November to April, so everything brought to the dump goes into dumpsters. The whole modern idea of gift giving has become perverted. Managers are supposed to show the workers that we really care about them. So we get our wives to go to one of those big box stores and buy some cheap shitty gift that was imported from China or some other sweat shop 3rd world country. Usually the wife gets a good deal on aromatic candles. So, you wrap them up and give them to your subordiinates. The disappontment on their faces is palpable, although they smile and say thank you, wondering who they can re-gift the stupid candle to. Mailman? Mother-in-law? Paperboy?
The dumpfucks who hang around the office have stopped the secret santa thing, since we all acknowledge that crappy gifts just piss people off. And we are to a man, too cheap to actually buy a good bottle of scotch or the like when the chances are your secret santa will just pick some crappy thing out of one of the dumpsters.

I notice that just after the holidays the Book Swap section of the dump gets very loaded up with discarded, practically new, mostly unread, self-help books that people got as gifts (or are they just subtle "hints" about how a person should reinvent themselves? )

Someone gave me the Dr Phil book, "Why are you still fat? Loser!" I just put it through the shredder so no one else would have to look at it. Isn't it amusing that Dr Phil, who clearly enjoys his meat and potatoes, has the enormous huevos to write a diet book, advising the "little people" how to do that which he himself cannot do? This is tantamount to Monica Lewinsky writing a book "How to clean anything." Or, George Bush as author of a new bestseller "Speaking Off the Cuff with Dubbya".

===== Group Blog??
Anyhoo, stay tuned. For the coming year, I am thinking about resuming the Group Blog feature. Longtime readers will recall that we started out as a group blog. But I had to fire the others: George - who only comes here to click on the Naked Pictures Link - could not manage to find the URL for updating the blog. Bill (who came up with the idea for Dumpfucks as a radio show, and who knows Susan Wornik, tended to add posts that were quixotic with no attempt at humor. Lardass, well he doesn't have a computer that works. Lefty, he's too busy to lay his pearls before swine. D2 was a no -show. And yours truly was the only one who regularly writes here.
Thoughts? Comments?