It’s December and the Christmas lights are coming out all over the city. Frankly… it’s disgusting. Windows, doorframes, and normally inauspicious store awnings are awash with that flickering, festive bullshit. And if the lights aren’t enough to drive you crazy those same stores insist on playing mindless holiday music that invariably spills out unto the sidewalks which I have to use on a daily basis. When you add the constant barrage of Christmas inspired advertising that greets you on every television channel and roadside billboard to this equation, well, it all becomes too much to handle for this humble blogger.
I work in retail and am already bombarded by people choosing really bad Xmas presents. Even better, I work in a bookstore, the holy grail of Dec. 24th “I’m-only-buying-something-for-you-because-I-feel-obligated-to” purchases. Who knows, maybe people will actually take offense to getting a book called Skinny Bitch which kind-of implies that the recipient is a…fat bitch?
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