Why I wear green on March 17th
I am descended exclusively from Irish Catholics (some would say very descended since I do not believe), and I don't care about St. Patrick's day. To me, it's just an annoyance when trying to get around a parade or eat a quiet meal in a restaurant full of people in stupid clothes*.
I mentioned this to a coworker yesterday, who pointed out that I was wearing a green shirt. I told her that was because it was easier to avoid getting pinched than to demonstrate in a suitably graphic manner to a pincher why they should never do that to me again.
Being serene is a full time job.
*We ate in the hotel's restaurant on Saturday, which is very good. Downstairs was full of people in big hats and face paint and suspenders and beads that light up. Fortunately, the soundproofing between the bar and the fine dining area upstairs is as good as the food.