I am a raging hypocrite today. Not that this hasn't happened to me before (Walt Whitman: "Do I contradict myself? / Very well then I contradict myself / (I am large, I contain multitudes)"), but it never sits well. Thing is, I've always hated people who won't watch a TV show right away and then complain when people talk about it. It's in the public domain now; you can't stop it.
But last night I failed to watch the final episode of Mad Men. I was tired and I like to give my full attention to all the nuances of this very nuanced drama. And now I have to avoid co-workers like Jordan "You-didn't-see-it? Oh-it-was-so-good!" Kawchuk and avoid all media until I can get home. Luckliy by the time you read this I'll have taken it all in... and be so ready to talk and re-hash. Look out tomorrow, Jordan.
Good thing I'm stuck in Booth 22 listening to music and having a one-sided conversation with all of you. There could easily be a spoiler amongst you. I know your kind... because that's usually me.