Is it just me or has Christmas started way too early this year? I was at the mall the day after Halloween when I saw workers putting up Christmas decorations. Today at work (thanks to Thanksgiving – ha ha – I had to work today), my boss had the radio on the most wretched station ever – Oldies 103. And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Oldies 103 has switched to its ALL CHRISTMAS, ALL THE TIME format. I think I heard six or seven different renditions of “White Christmas” today. Thank goodness I don’t work in a knife store or else things could have turned dire.
Just call me Ebenezer Scrooge – I hate Christmas. No, I don’t hate Christmas itself. I hate the carols, the commercials, the mall, the traffic, the cards. It doesn’t help that green and red are two of my least favorite colors.
I think Christmas was officially ruined for me when I spent two years working at Sears Portrait Studio. Unlike the rest of the world, portrait studios start their Christmas season in August. Yes, August. People like to get their kids’ Christmas portraits all ready for Christmas card time. Even the person with the most Christmas cheer would be ready to hang themselves after FIVE FULL MONTHS OF CHRISTMAS.
And Christmastime at the portrait studio didn’t just mean extra business – it meant me spending eight hours a day in a camera room that’s probably not much bigger than a jail cell. Impatient children waiting hours for their turn would run wild through the place while their parents screamed at them not to get their little outfits dirty. Hell! Pure Hell!
Since then, I’ve hated Christmas. I just wish we could spend the holiday in Disney World like last year (minus the whole apartment getting burglarized thing, of course).