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'Tis The Season
Well, another holiday season is upon us, bringing with it all of the things that we have come to know and love so well.
A) No parking at the mall Ė This is always great fun (sarcasm), driving around the parking lot for at least 25 minutes searching for a place to park, which inevitably winds up being at least a six minute walk from the car to the mall. And while youíre searching for the parking space, you encounter all of the pedestrian traffic. You know, the folks that donít have any interest in sensibly walking close to the parked cars, out of the way of 2500 pounds of moving automobile? They are here in abundance!
B) Traffic Ė Just getting to the mall is an adventure in itself! If youíd really like to know all about the types of traffic that really get on my nerves, check out my earlier rant on terrible drivers. Just know that everyone of those types of people come out in droves for the holidays.
C) Close Standers - These are the people that have no sense of personal space, and stand so close to me in the store, that I'd swear they were getting ready to kiss me. Or pickpocket me. Either way, I don't know them, and they should really back off.
D) Screaming Children - These come in many varieties and causes. You have the kids that are just tired from the shopping, and their mothers are trying to pick them up by one arm as they slide along the tile flooring. You have the "terrified of Santa" group. And you have the "I'm going to cry until you buy me this toy RIGHT NOW" variety.
Holiday Greeting Cards
Eating / Eggnog
In sharing the good and bad of the holidays, I thought that I should also tell you that, despite all of itís niggling little annoyances, I do enjoy this time of year. I love giving gifts (just not shopping for them), I love receiving gifts (just not the returning of them), and I love spending time with my family (just not the travel on the interstate in order to do the visiting).
I love this time of year.
Iím just glad that it only comes once a year.