"Franksgiving" is the weirdest Thanksgiving spin-off ever created and I hate its existence

Remember when you didn't have to bring in a fucking Oscar Mayer weiner to work and give it to your boss? Yeah, me neither.

I honestly don't know how this became a thing. I know it started with the hot dog competition charity thing a couple years back, but now it's just a weird tradition. And everyone seems to think it's normal. Last year I didn't bring one, because I didn't want to have to buy a pack of hot dog weiners I wouldn't eat just to appease my boss. She told me it was fine, but I could tell she was pissed off. It took me half a year to get back into her good graces.

Even though I hate this tradition, I'm going to go into work tomorrow with a fucking hot dog in my pocket, getting my pants damp from the juice. Because I have to. I hate my life.