don't they know it's xmas time, my arse
so I work in an industry whose margins is influenced by crazed xmas shoppers in my country. but hey - who ain't, right?
what I find hillarious - every year again - is that there's people out there who think that santa and me are best mates and I'm supposed to do magic at a time when
a) there's never enough shite on stock in my warehouse
b) everyone's chronically overworked and stressed out
c) parcel services and mail services are chronically see b)
and so on...
and yes, us poor buggers in industry close our offices at 23rd of december because we too like to have at least some wintervacation for the obvious reasons. and no, I won't drive down 60 km to the city where I work at just to throw some small packages into the post's grimey hands.
nuh-uh
not me
so no fairy magic, no promises no nothing, go and annoy someone else. y'all had weeks n weeks time to think about what to buy for your beloved ones, and to go to shops to buy that. and you shop-keepers: the same goes for you.
Yes, I know. xmas comes so utterly by surprise. it's like suddenly, out of the complete blue, it appears. too late, eh?
*snorts*
I was faster. Mr. R got his pressie by post today. and yes, I know it was a clever pressie indeed. best part: he likes it ehehehhe
merry ho-ho-hoes to everyone!
and no, I still haven't given in and went to buy a xmas tree.
I'll stay hard this year.
I had my fair share of xmassy tree-nonsense last year.
In my city, the city cleaners come to pick up everyone's trees with the trash. so everyone puts their trees out on the street in the first few days of january. since I knew I wouldn't be around, as I was visiting the loveliest woman in Europe for NYE 2003/2004 I wrote a little e-mail to the city cleaners' site. my question was: "when are you folks going to pick up the trees this year? can you please tell me what date you'll stop by my street?"
the answer was this:
"yes, like every year we'll pick up the xmas trees"
no, REALLY? this takes me by complete surprise! I wasn't aware ye did! that's why I asked WHEN and not IF.
it's grammatically impossible to answer "when" with yes.
so no more of that. I've had it. not only am I an official heathen and xmas-hater... I promised myself to stay away from trees. so, trees, if you read this: stay away from me and needle onto someone else's floor.
much obliged.
what I find hillarious - every year again - is that there's people out there who think that santa and me are best mates and I'm supposed to do magic at a time when
a) there's never enough shite on stock in my warehouse
b) everyone's chronically overworked and stressed out
c) parcel services and mail services are chronically see b)
and so on...
and yes, us poor buggers in industry close our offices at 23rd of december because we too like to have at least some wintervacation for the obvious reasons. and no, I won't drive down 60 km to the city where I work at just to throw some small packages into the post's grimey hands.
nuh-uh
not me
so no fairy magic, no promises no nothing, go and annoy someone else. y'all had weeks n weeks time to think about what to buy for your beloved ones, and to go to shops to buy that. and you shop-keepers: the same goes for you.
Yes, I know. xmas comes so utterly by surprise. it's like suddenly, out of the complete blue, it appears. too late, eh?
*snorts*
I was faster. Mr. R got his pressie by post today. and yes, I know it was a clever pressie indeed. best part: he likes it ehehehhe
merry ho-ho-hoes to everyone!
and no, I still haven't given in and went to buy a xmas tree.
I'll stay hard this year.
I had my fair share of xmassy tree-nonsense last year.
In my city, the city cleaners come to pick up everyone's trees with the trash. so everyone puts their trees out on the street in the first few days of january. since I knew I wouldn't be around, as I was visiting the loveliest woman in Europe for NYE 2003/2004 I wrote a little e-mail to the city cleaners' site. my question was: "when are you folks going to pick up the trees this year? can you please tell me what date you'll stop by my street?"
the answer was this:
"yes, like every year we'll pick up the xmas trees"
no, REALLY? this takes me by complete surprise! I wasn't aware ye did! that's why I asked WHEN and not IF.
it's grammatically impossible to answer "when" with yes.
so no more of that. I've had it. not only am I an official heathen and xmas-hater... I promised myself to stay away from trees. so, trees, if you read this: stay away from me and needle onto someone else's floor.
much obliged.

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