Each year, columnists, bloggers and sundry writers complain about the commercial aspect tied to Christmas and how much they hate it that earlier and earlier store windows are decorated, we are subjected to insipid “holiday” music loops, and magazines (and now Web sites) bombard us with “sales.”
Another of the holiday traditions is the end-of-year best of this and that lists, something I railed about here last year. When it comes to what to say as another year bites the dust, bloggers prove as uncreative as regular old print writers—instead of saying anything, they make a list!
The only good thing about those lists is that the assault is held off until late December or early January, after the insipid music stops—until this year.
In what appears like an attempt to get the jump on the annual listing crowd, two of my favorite wine bloggers have hit us with lists in early November.
Luckily, neither Tom Wark nor Jeff Lefevere chose to attach to their lists the undercurrent of some insipid music (the number of times that I mention the music indicates how much I despise having to be subjected to holiday music wherever I go).
Tom did a simple list of ten.
On the other hand, Jeff is not the kind of guy who will say something in five words when he knows that he has at least 50 words sitting around somewhere—his list came in four parts, in four separate blog entries.
Me, I don’t do end of year lists. But I’m also a realist. I know that the list crowd isn’t going to stop on my request. So, in the spirit of the early season, and since I am not as much of a curmudgeon as I want everyone to believe, I will join the fray, the early list fray.
Here are the Best Ten Excuses of 2010 to which this writer has been subjected:
1. I get so much email I must have missed yours.
All fifteen of them?
2. I didn’t see that invoice.
It was copied in all fifteen of those emails.
3. I was traveling.
By now, doesn't everyone know what a laptop and wireless are.
4. We are a start up online magazine so we can’t pay you for your work, but we can offer you exposure.
Exposure can cause cancer.
5. We aren’t publishing any books this year.
…and why do you call yourself a publisher?
6. I’m sorry I didn’t get back to you sooner, but…
No, I can’t stop everything to write 500 words in fifteen minutes.
7. I’m too busy right now to meet with you.
Yet, each time I call to try for a meeting you spend 50 minutes on the telephone with me complaining about the publishing business.
8. He’s at a meeting.
How come he takes phone calls when he's meeting with me?
9. That wasn’t my fault.
It never is.
10. Oh, I forgot.
Your honesty will come back to haunt you.
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Copyright Thomas Pellechia
November 2010. All rights reserved.