At noon yesterday I gleefully accepted an offer to join the staff of one of the big research hospitals in Boston as a Communications Officer. I even used the words “I gleefully accept!” when they called to make the offer. The bad news is that I’m pretty sure this has resulted in a shortage of exclamation points worldwide. Between the ones I have used in emails and on Facebook, and the ones that have come back to me in various replies and comments, I worry that my peeps and I have gluttonously consumed far more than our fair share of these now rare commodities at a critical time of year.
If you waited until now to write or print your holiday letter, I apologize if your news about your family’s good looking women, strong men, and above average children lies flat and lifeless on the page because my pals and I hogged all the exclamation points. Better luck next year. Happy holidays [insert multiple exclamation points here]