Ok. Out with 'em. What's the worst thing that has happened to you or a loved one during the holidays? My dad's girlfriend died right in front of us on December 23, 2000. Merry fucking Christmas, right? Actually, two things happened. She choked on food and had a heart attack, but the doctors weren't sure which one happened first to trigger the other. We got to spend Christmas that year in the hospital, which I freely admit totally beat having to be around my grandmother. She's another story altogether. I still got my Christmas presents, and someone I didn't care for very much left this mortal plane in such a manner that allowed me to have an enjoyable holiday. Win-win.