Comedians, Cowards, Curiosity and Carolyn

First off, the round of lousy gifts has begun. Look what I found on my desk when I got in. Oh, ha ha, guys.

Secondly, I have no idea why nobody, and that does include Alex Eames, will eat lunch with me on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, which are the days I go to Wang's Discount Sushi. Now, I know Wang isn't really a Japanese name. In fact, a lot of Korean restaurants serve sushi, so it the sign didn't phase me much. It actually says Wang's (a lot of Korean characters) Sushi, but when I asked Goren about it, he said it basically amounted to "discount" and that was why he wasn't going so much as in the doorway. He also was nice enough to tell me what the cook had been calling me, although he said I should never say that out loud in public again. Seems the cook was really mad that I wasn't eating the kimchi. But since we resolved that, all is well. It's really clean and bright, and the mysterious fried sushi balls are actually really good, except when they're not. I have no idea why the most crowded I've ever seen the place is three other people. I do know why their t-shirts don't sell. I mean, saving on printing is one thing, but breaking it down to "Eat Wangs" is neither good marketing nor good grammar.

That aside, I was talking to Carolyn, who's been doing a lot of the work around here and seems a bit touchy about it. So to take the edge off, I promised to answer at least one question she asked me per day 100% truthfully for the rest of the week. Of course, she's probably going to be sorry she asked.
Today, she asked what I was doing for Christmas. I shrugged, and said "I don't know. Working, I guess. That's what I usually do."
"But what about after work? You can't pull a double on Christmas."
"Eh, maybe I will. Why, is that bad?"
"Don't you have any traditions, any family or friends thing?"
I gave her the "duh" look for that.
"Ok, so no family, but you do have friends."
"Who have families. Hell, Munch is even out, since it's first night this year on Christmas." She looked concerned, so I kept going. "It's fine. I'm used to it, really. It's just another day. I'll keep busy. For one thing, I'll probably be cleaning my place for a week after that damn party the ex is throwing."
"Why -"
"One question per day. Sure you don't want me to bring you something back?" She shook her head, and I took off.