3:40 p.m. - 2009-12-30
fortyone
i am bad at the internet.
boy am i glad giftmas is over. i was at the counter with a workmate and you could hear a clarinet and keyboard playing christmas songs outside. she said to me, i am glad to hear christmas carols, i admit i am rather old fashioned and like to hear real christmas music.
to which i replied, well i admit i am rather grinch-fashioned and would rather nothing at all.
i suppose christmas shoppers aren't half as bad as the dreaded boxing-day shoppers. getting to work early on boxing day reveals several people standing outside the front doors and several more milling about the secret "back grill" that no one knows about. i mean, two words spring to mind when you see them shuffling around and pressed against the doors: zombie apocalypse.
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