October? September for us.
Internet Kraken said:
I really think you can only hate Christmas if you force yourself to do so. I mean, what is there to hate about it?
Hrmmm...let's see.
Nasty, pushy, always-in-a-hurry customers wanting every last square inch of bargaining power with their whining screaming bratty children desperate to get hold of the last MUST HAVE toy when it was already sold out two months ago because the super-greedy corporation only processed a minute number to force the demand for it to sky-rocket while the over-tired, bitter, enraged staff forced to work ever-increasingly insane hours courted by the worst repetition of feel-good music to ever emerge from the bottomless pit of self-serving musicians pipes through their ears as they're threatened by once reasonable members of the public on how the trading standards demand that on their one hour lunchbreaks that you personally serve them with everything they ever wanted at a price far below the items actual worth and scream at you when you are forced to offer them every single addon that people can fit on the side of the till, even as the kids scream louder about how much they've already changed their mind; with each few seconds another grumbling customer joins the queue ready to throw their change into your face if you even suggest for one second that you're sorry they had to wait, or that you'd quite like to go home as the store closed a good five minutes ago, and that they've already had three months to pick up their stock and could they please just get away from the door as you've already closed as there are no other stores open around, there are no buses to get you home and PLEASE GOD...JUST LET IT STOP.
And then the Xmas Day rows with your family.
And you return to work on Boxing Day with a queue fifty people deep who won't even let you in the door until you deal with the present that their bratty kid stomped on and they want a full refund now.
Or as Gabe and Tycho put it
Apart from that, I quite like the food.
