Christmas cards. PFFT! I’m fairly sure I’m going to break a few hearts with this article, but come on people!
Christmas cards (and greeting cards in general) are simply a lazy, “Big Mac and Fries” way to express sentiment to someone without having to actually interact with them.
The douche-nozzle responsible for this travesty was Sir Henry Cole. In London in 1843, he came up with the concept of sending greeting cards at Christmas time. The first Christmas card looked like this (after the jump of course):
They haven't improved in over 160 years!
He made about 205 British Pounds off two batches, which today would translate to almost 12,000 British Pounds today! The guy didn’t care about his great aunt Edwina! He was in it for the money and the world has fallen victim to this “tradition”!
I’m not a fan of greeting cards in the first place. I’d rather receive a short personal note from someone than a sentiment mass-produced onto a piece of heavy paper with a stock photo printed on the front. The expectation level that you HAVE to send them out at all is so freaking high that people are OFFENDED or HURT if they don’t receive one.
“But you didn’t think of me!”
BALONEY. I emailed you yesterday.
However, if you do feel the need to send out Christmas cards, at least have the decency to personalize them and write something meaningful inside, other than “Merry Christmas from Tom, Joann, Bobby, Billy, Brenda and Booger-butts Henderson!” Otherwise, I’m probably going to use your card as fat-lighter.
My Nana used to get a million and tape them up in the hallway. Do people still do that?
::looks at her fireplace where her husband has taped a dozen Christmas cards up::
::sighs::
This guy is not impressed.
Also, I usually use Christmas cards as kindling for a fire outside.
I hate cards of all manner. Thank you for reinforcing my beliefs! I think I will send out Christmas Tarot cards next year to freak out everyone.
I hate it when people send Christmas cards with a Christmas letter folded into them that was obviously printed out and is the same for everyone who gets it. As if this rambling description of the last year in their life is supposed to make up for the fact that they never write, they never call, and they never email the entire rest of the year. Do they really care? No. They just haven’t taken the time to review their card list and figure out who is on it.
I think I like cards when people make them up themselves.
sorry to buck the tide.
I like cards, its an old tradition and nothing made my granny happier than getting a whole bunch of cards she could tape to the door frame.