The Monday after thanksgiving might be the saddest day of the year. Your family is gone, you have to return to work, and now even something as delicious as a turkey sandwich loses some of its appeal because you've eaten it for the past 5 days.
But, perhaps the most annoying part to me is that everyone asks, "How was your Thanksgiving?" And, to be fair, it is an innocuous question; they are only asking to be polite. But, I think it would be more polite if they didn't ask, because how many times can one person say, "Oh, it was good - we ate turkey, watched football, slept ..." without getting a little perturbed?
So, today when someone asks me how my Thanksgiving was, I'm going to open my eyes real wide and say: "Oh my gosh! I missed it!" And then go running down the hall. That'll teach 'em.