I feel like I've already been through the weekend. Today is simply a lazy Sunday (despite it being Saturday) and tomorrow I'll go to work (though I won't).
So: I hate Christmas. Let me just put that out in the open, that I'd love December if it weren't for Christmas. I can't handle the Salvation Army pots and the bells.... oooh... those bells. Sometimes, going into Wal-Mart, I get the urge to kick one over and run away, laughing. I don't, of course, not only because I'd be put in jail, but also because I always feel a shred of sympathy for the people standing there in 25 degrees, in their little hats and gloves and coats, ringing a bell. They always seem to be grinning, and I'm not sure if they're trying to look happy, or if their faces have simply frozen over.
It's a bit like guilting people into charity, isn't it? I think that a better tactic would be that when someone puts money in the pot, the bells stop. As it is now, it's more like psychological torture. As if the bells weren't bad enough, I also get the sense that I'm supposed to smile at these people when they say 'Happy Holidays' or whatever they say. I don't, if i can help it. I usually keep my head down and hurry into the store. And so their 'happy/frozen' veneer drops and I can seriously feel them glare at me all the way inside. Ugh.
Good grief, I can't wait until it's all over. I'll be very thankful to not have to hear bells every December.
Favorite hated part of the season?
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Bells? They don't ring bells anymore. Sabrina, I think you may be hearing the bells of Christmas past...lol
They ring bells here! Incessantly!
On one's approach to the store, one is barraged by the Salvation people and shoved by angry shoppers, only to be overtaken, upon entering the store, by out-dated jolly music. And they play it in stores, the waiting room at the doctor's office, the library, the bank, and any other place you'd want to go. I even saw a Christmas tree display in a Chinese restaurant. [Does that even make any sense?]
It is the very stuff that is supposed to make people cheerful, that makes me edgy! What's with the "rum-pum-pum-pum" song anyway? That is what I hate.
Ugh, and the Felize Navidad song too!!!
non-witness family visiting. it runs my emotions sky-high, then crashes at the end with tears of frustration. i hate the holidays.
What countries don't celebrate Christmas? China? We should all go there until January.
And don't get me started on Felize Navidad....
Oh, then again, there's that Christmas tree in a Chinese restuarant thing....
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