I believe some people were severely ripped-off in life. What I speak of is the two words that mean more to me than just about anything else and that would be "common sense". We're in the chiropractor's office today and there's a guy laying on the table, the one where this thing automatically rolls up and down your back right? Well his phone goes off and really loud and he proceeds to lay there while the machine is doing his back and yapping on and on about some makeup and jewelry party his wife is putting together. And then he's talking about this and that and really all I want as I sit in my massage chair is a little piece and quiet. I have enough shit all day, and when I enter the doc's office I want some relaxation. Then DH and I begin talking about Christmas and this guy intervenes with his wholesome view of how Christmas is too materialistic. WTF-ever. I don't give a shit what you think, get back on your cell phone and finish arranging your wife's Princess House Party or whatever the hell it is you idiot. Nobody asked you to give me a less on European socialism, Christmas, or our materialistic society. I'm just there to get cracked and go home.
Speaking of Christmas, for those of you reading this, could you tell me what day it is today? On my planet it is Thursday, November 16, 2006. Well you wouldn't know that walking into Publix today. Holy COW you would have tthought it was Christmas Eve. All the managers were wearing suits so something was up (can anyone say CORPORATE?) and Mr. & Mrs. Claus were roaming about the store while out of tune kids sang Christmas Carols next to the buy one get one free aisle. Of course just across from them, their mothers sat by glowing gleefully probably hoping TV 20 would come in and cover the festivities, also probably thinking "my baby's a star". No offense ladies but your kids sucked. My cat could sing better. Now don't get me wrong, I love Publix, that's why I shop there, but it isn't even Thanksgiving yet. I'd like to shove a little turkey, gravy, stuffing, cranberry sauce, brussel sprouts, mushrooms, sweet potatoes, bread, and pie down my gut first then we can talk Christmas.
It's true, Christmas is too materialistic and commercialized. Case in point....Target will be receiving eight of those new Sony Playstations. Eight college kids have camped out in front of Target tonight so they will be first in line to get them. The Playstations cost $600, the kids each plan to sell them for more than $1,000. Two sad things about this...first, some poor schmucks will pay them more than $600 for these things and second, the schmucks selling these things think this is an honest way to make a buck. Yes I know it's the law of supply and demand but something just stinks about this.
One thing is for sure..I have NO idea what a PlayStation is. But then again I don't have an MP3 player, an iPod or a cell phone. What does that make me?
It makes me old and out of touch. Look at it this way, the kids who are now juniors at my university were born the year I graduated from high school.
Hey, look I am a simple person from a simple, incredibly insane (insane in a good way if that is possible), I mean one Christmas we were so broke that my parents took toys we already owned and re-wrapped them for us. That was the best Christmas ever, it really was. At least my folks knew none of us would complain about wanting to send anything back.