2. Develop a HUGE case of writer’s block. (“Deck the … um … deck?”)
3. Miss your company’s summer outing because you’re too
4. Realize that you can't even drown your sorrows in eggnog until the damn stores start carrying it again.
(Of course, the three of us still here working on the thing just realized we can make a joke that starts A Polack, a Jew and a faggot were writing a Christmas catalog ...)