Tuesday, March 17, 2015

40 Days of Lent: Day Twenty Eight

One of the people I work with who commutes from New Jersey mentioned that he saw someone on the train this morning around 7:30 already drunk for St. Patty's Day.   I think that sentence contains everything I hate about the holiday.  Just the same, my co-worker told me the conversation went something like:

Him: I see you got started early.

Drunk: Yeah.  I'm not even Irish, but I love St. Patty's Day.  It's probably the closest the Irish get to Christmas.

Him: ?

I would just like to point out to this unnamed drunk that Christmas is the closest the Irish get to Christmas.  Crazy as it may seem, the Irish celebrate Christmas.  I know.  I 've seen it with my own eyes.  Both the Catholics and the Protestants celebrate the birth of Christ.  It was one of the few things they agree on.  

Oy.

1 comment:

Iva Hanlon said...

As a person of mostly Irish heritage, it makes me so angry that this is what people equate St. Patrick's Day with... getting drunk! Up until very recently, alcohol was NOT permitted to be served on March 17th in the country of Ireland. And I think it is high time that the custom was resumed.