Seriously, I walked in and the very first thing I heard was "I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas from the bottom of my heart."
I sort of just stood there and stared at the ceiling with my mouth open like an idiot. I wanted to find José Feliciano and garrote him with a string of jingle bells.
Granted not every single song is a carol (that will start on Black Friday), but every 3rd one seems to be.
HOWEVER, every single day this week the song playing when I walk into the store is a carol. It is like the building is aware of my hatred and is mocking me with its well time music choices.
Like, Noooooo Jingle Bells is Noner Kryptonite!
Meanwhile, at work some things were said, including these things:
|I sell a lot of these guys this time of year.|
Customer: "Oh, no, I've got this." *places a fake bird on counter.*
Me: "That's a bird."
Customer: "You're correct. That is a bird."
Me: *in very proud voice* "I figured that out all by myself."
Customer: *dissolves into laughter*