The Refugee Christmas List

Early Christmas evening I was standing on a midtown corner waiting for a taxi to ferry me to my unexpected holiday meal at the bar of one of the few restaurants open on this day. I was cranky with the airlines, the world, the forces of the universe, and anyone else on my mental hit-list who I deemed responsible for me not sipping margaritas from Hemingway’s bar stool in Key West, Florida (a story I will relate another time.) In my head, I was mapping the ventapeutic (therapeutic venting) blog post about my solo Christmas when a police cruiser jerked from a parking spot a few dozen yards behind me. The sirens wailed as the officer guided his car round a corner at very brisk clip – that is when I was jerked from my self-involved surliness to think about all of the people who work on this day.

Thank you to all of the soldiers, airmen, sailors, and marines who stand a shift today and every other day.

Thank you to the police officers, fire department, ambulance technicians who run towards trouble whenever it occurs as it surely does even on holidays.

Thank you to the doctors, nurses and hospital staff who stand at the ready to repair injuries. Extra special thanks to the doctor who gave me four stitches with baby blue thread to match my Christmas suit after my older sister pushed me into I slipped and fell on the coffee table on my fourth Christmas.

Thank you to the bus drivers, metro operators, and taxi drivers who get those who choose not to drive from place to place and do so safely.

Thank you to the 7-11 clerks, wine and spirit shop operators, convenience & grocery store staff who tend to our last minute “forgets.”

Thank you to the baristas who keep us caffeinated when we need a break from our families, or a place to read the paper for those who don’t celebrate this day. Extra thanks to Carlos, my favorite barista who greeted me with a warm smile and a complimentary Americano after he asked me why I was still in town.

Thank you to the hotel staff who are away from their families so that they can meet the needs of those who traveled to see theirs.

Thank you to the managers, bartenders, servers, bus staff, dishwashers, cooks, and chefs who prepare our meals, serve our drinks, and clean after us on this day. Extra thanks to Cindy, the redheaded bartender, who poured me perfect half and half after perfect half and half, kept my company while I wrote this, and boosted my ego with her flirtation.

As I am sure I am forgetting some, I end this missive with a blanket thank you to all those who work on this day so that we don’t have to.

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8 Responses to The Refugee Christmas List

  1. Brett says:

    Merry Christmas, RR.

    Thanks, and I hope you are having a happy holiday season too.

  2. Fearless says:

    In the grand scheme of things, we are very lucky people indeed.

    Yes, we are, and I hope that to remember that more often in the next year.

  3. A very merry Christmas to you.

    And to all a good night, too.

  4. Sarah says:

    Amen to all this and merry Christmas to you.

    Thank you, and I hope you can still hear the bell.

  5. Well this is nice.

    I hope that you had a happy Christmas.

    Happiness is where you find it, I did have a happy one.

  6. Lemmonex says:

    So, so true. Sadly when I go to the coffee shop, I cannot escape my family, but I am still thankful it is open nonetheless.

    When the coffee shop doesn’t fit, that’s what booze is for.

  7. well said…and thanks to you… for reminding us all to say it more often…
    merry christmas
    xoxo

    thank you, and thanks again.

  8. Bruce says:

    As someone that works in a profession that is 24/7/365, it is nice to be thanked for what often enough feels like a thankless job. I sometimes forget people appreciate it. Thank you, and Merry Christmas.

    Bruce, thank you again for whatever it is you do, and if we ever find ourselves on the same side of a bar, the scotch is on me.

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