January, Seriously.
No less than five friends in retail texted me this week to say they feel January is the worst. Of course, I wholeheartedly agree - pandemic and inflation aside. If January were a person, here is what we could expect:
January lets you walk around all day with your lipstick smeared and on your teeth.
January uses “your” when January clearly means “you’re”.
January holds up traffic by insisting on backing into a parking spot.
January thinks trash bag vouchers make sense.
January leaves you on read.
January eats all the peanuts and M&Ms out of the trail mix and leaves you with a bag of raisins.
January pours hot coffee over ice and tells you that’s how you make iced coffee.
January lets you walk around all day with your jeans size sticker on your back pocket.
January never uses a turn signal.
January forgets to run the dishwasher before bed.
Though, to be fair, at least it hasn’t snowed 18 inches yet this year and so I’ll give credit where credit is due. (Quick, go knock on wood before a Winter Storm Warning appears on our phones. Seriously.)
