No. It’s the opening to “A Christmas Carol,” Charles Dickens’ beloved story of Ebenezer Scrooge — a noted curmudgeon and workaholic who did not make merry on Christmas. Of course, published in Victorian England (179 years ago this month), Scrooge’s road to redemption doesn’t involve a therapeutic chat with friends or a visit from Jolly Old St. Nick. Instead, come Christmas Eve, Scrooge gets a visit from his dead business partner, Jacob Marley, followed by three very punctual ghosts who whisk him away to revisit all the low points in his life, before showing him a tombstone with his name carved on it. After a night like that, Scrooge finds his holiday spirit — and fast.