Have you ever received a Christmas card from someone, at your home address, and not had any clue whatsoever who the sender is? It has a photo of their lovely family on it, and it’s quite Jesus-y, and I can’t find anything that marks it as any kind of bulk advertising. Other than the fact that the senders are complete strangers, it’s a totally normal family Christmas card (if you’re as Jesus-y as they apparently are).
The creepy part? I looked up the father’s name on Facebook (the photo matches the card), and he’s a Web developer…for my health insurer. Should I be concerned that he is mixing his home and work databases? Which is kind of a potentially huge health privacy issue?
Never mind - I figured out who it is. It’s a family living near us (friends of a friend) whose house burned down last winter because there was too much snow for the fire truck to get through - we donated some stuff to them. I had totally forgotten about the whole thing!
He seethes with resentment–how come his house burned down and everything he owns was lost, and the rest of you are still sitting around all fat, dumb, and happy in your nice comfy homes?!? Sure, you all pitched in and helped out, but–human psychology being what it is–that somehow just made him even angrier.
Those “Christmas cards” are laced with a cunningly-designed chemical mixture–he’s being working on it for months, driven by his mad desire for “revenge” against a cruel and uncaring society which couldn’t even be bothered to equip fire trucks with snowplow attachments–and in a few hours, each “Christmas card” will spontaneously erupt into flames, causing every house in town to burn down! Yes–he’ll show you–he’ll show you all! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HAH!
