In the beginning, you're SO ready for this. LET'S GO
Then you realize you'll be working your first Sunday in January
A month in, you regret EVERYTHING
You begin to hate every single human being in your office
You then consider — if briefly — the possibility of hooking up with one of them
If you have to eat one more team pizza lunch, you'll scream
You swear as soon as this shit is over, you are SO outta here
Just when you think you can't take another minute of this…
It's OVER!
Well, at least until next year
