I don't hate Christmas, I just hate the mall.

I’m starting to think, though, that Christmas hates me.  Heh.

I’m not done shopping.  I have one more trip to make, but I know exactly what I’m getting and where, so that’s something anyway.

I have mall-phobia to some degree.  I don’t like to go to the giant mall because it makes me angry and claustrophobic, so I go to the smaller mall, which is expanding (and what that will bring, I do not know).  Usually this is a good thing.  It means that there are fewer people and shorter lines and I am all about that.  This time, however, because of the expansion going on, it meant that there was ONE bathroom in the entire mall that was open…  well, not even, because it was closed for cleaning.  ARGH!

No, seriously, why would you work it out so that there is ONE bathroom available to the patrons of the MALL?  A week before Christmas?  WTF?  Whose brilliant idea was this?

Lack of foresight and planning.  It’s everywhere.  I took Spawn to the mall to do his shopping and we went to Friendly’s for an early dinner.  I have a lot of patience with restaurants – especially when it’s busy, but there is NO excuse for making us wait 20 minutes to order, get one order wrong, wait another 20 minutes for the right food to come out and then never bring our dessert.  I think the manager was shocked that I actually answered him when he asked me "How was everything?"  Not with the terse "Fine" that everyone else offered, but with "I am extremely disappointed with the service and your kitchen staff needs to pay better attention."

Don’t ask me questions you don’t want the answers to.

Just a handful of things I need to wrap up this week.  I’m trying to focus, but it’s hard to not be scattered.  It’s also hard to have so many things that I’m supposed to focus on and not really have the time or energy to focus on any of them the way I need to.

Christmas hates me.

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