Tough to find someone who was authentically anxious the turnover from the 13th to 14th b'ak'tun of the Mayan calendar, calculated to begin December 21, 2012.
While it's all silly, each supposed end time passes, and the level of mass mockery rises. Sort of amusing, sort of tedious. But I take the mockery as a sign of collective mental health. It wasn't all that long ago when we were often broadly convinced and end time/judgment was a-comin' and we'd prepare ourselves circumstantially and emotionally. "Take me home, ye sky gods! (But let me see the toys of mine enemies smashed and their bodies crush during my beatified ascension!)"
Made this image macro for the occasion.