As I was taking my evening walk around the neighborhood, a disturbing thing occurred to me: I have already started to think about Christmas.
Yup, here it is June 16, and I've got chocolate Santas, popcorn tins, carols, fights over hot toys, vastly overpriced holiday chotchkies, working third shift, and most of all, the delightful onslaught of holiday SCs and EWs on the brain.
We haven't even started the second-busiest season of the fiscal year, and I'm already fretting over the first.
As I always say, there are several things wrong with me. Retail brothers and sisters, do your worst. I can take it. I deserve it.
Yup, here it is June 16, and I've got chocolate Santas, popcorn tins, carols, fights over hot toys, vastly overpriced holiday chotchkies, working third shift, and most of all, the delightful onslaught of holiday SCs and EWs on the brain.
We haven't even started the second-busiest season of the fiscal year, and I'm already fretting over the first.
As I always say, there are several things wrong with me. Retail brothers and sisters, do your worst. I can take it. I deserve it.
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