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					<description><![CDATA[I work in the back end (heh) of a very large retail store. Memorial Day is not a day of celebration, but fear: it&#039;s one of our busiest days of the year. Same with the 4th, and the whole Christmas season. If we really gave a shit about honoring anybody, only gas stations would be open. Years in retail have rendered holidays meaningless to me. I feel nothing about any of them anymore. But I can remember a time when that wasn&#039;t the case. Maybe that came from simply being a kid (where everything is a huge deal), maybe I&#039;m jaded and being nostalgic, or maybe we really used to care at one time. I don&#039;t know. But I find myself really wishing these days mattered more to people than they actually do.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I work in the back end (heh) of a very large retail store. Memorial Day is not a day of celebration, but fear: it&#39;s one of our busiest days of the year. Same with the 4th, and the whole Christmas season. If we really gave a shit about honoring anybody, only gas stations would be open. Years in retail have rendered holidays meaningless to me. I feel nothing about any of them anymore. But I can remember a time when that wasn&#39;t the case. Maybe that came from simply being a kid (where everything is a huge deal), maybe I&#39;m jaded and being nostalgic, or maybe we really used to care at one time. I don&#39;t know. But I find myself really wishing these days mattered more to people than they actually do.</p>
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