NOW I love holidays as much as the next sun-worshipper but it’s a fact that they’re an important tool in the social war.
This applies especially in offices or with work colleagues anywhere as part of that subtle game of one-upmanship to elevate your status.
You know what I mean. You’re gathered around the coffee machine when someone just drops into the conversation that they’ve “got a stack of work to finish before I go off to the Everglades in a fortnight.”
This is clever. No mention of America specifically, so obviously here is a person with intimate knowledge of the country and of one area in particular.
And it’s so casual! You can almost see the greenish shades appearing on others, as the rain pounds on the windows and the office heating’s on max. How dare they!
This is also only the start. There will no doubt be other passing references to packing, getting haircuts and nails done, the brilliance of the holiday deal, the likely temperatures ….
While they’re away, you’ll be getting Facebook updates and pictures of exotic holiday drinks, glorious food, tanned legs. Now, while no-one begrudges anyone having a great holiday, it really is only pleasurable for the non-holidaymaker if they’ve got a holiday booked themselves.
It’s just asking too much of everyone else to languish in that happy pre-holiday glow as well when the reality for them is terrible weather, bills and probably root canal treatment.
No. Much as we all love to look forward to forthcoming holidays and live for those moments, they really are best kept low-key and to ourselves beforehand. Even the after pictorial evidence can be trying – “this is me and Tony at this lovely monastery/fantastic beach/off our heads on Mojitos.”
Now, where did I put that holiday brochure?