Lumps of coal

The funny thing about Christmas is the commercialism ... I worked retail for several years in my 20s. Both full time and part time. I watched people come in and buy all kinds of stuff for people without a care in the world whether they would like it. I sold men's clothes at a somewhat exclusive store. People would come in. "Bob's wardrobe is so drab, let's get him some colorful sweaters." You try to talk these people out of it, but they buy it anyway. Bob walks in the day after Christmas to return the stuff. You see, Bob dresses blah because he likes it. And so many people fail to think about the personality they are buying a gift for. My favorite line at the Holidays when people were searching for a gift, was - How much do you love them? "Oh, about $50 worth." LMAO I was always cracking up inside.

Even the Peanuts Christmas special is laced with commentary on the commercialization of Christmas. Lucy wants land. Charlie's sister wants money - tens and twenties. When you go back to the office after Christmas, people will ask you (and you'll ask others) "Was Santa good to you this year?" "Yeah, I got 5 lumps of coal," is my answer this year.