Christmas Rush

God I hate the xmas rush.

Why do people always decide to leave things until the very last minute?

You have a whole year to buy things yet you come into my work at two minutes before closing time and buy 15 things which need to be collected from the back warehouse.

It's arseholes like that, that make my job a pain in the arse and my tea burnt.

Anyways I just hate the claustrophobic of all the shops and the fact you need to be either a size zero or have enough strength to push people out of the fucking way just to get from A to B.

Buy things of the internet you shit people. That's what it's there for and you don't even have to leave the comfort of your own house.

That's what I'm going to do when I have a house of my own. Internet shop. I might start throwing things at people in shops now to make them too scared to come back.

Sounds like a plan.

OH and another thing.

Why the hell does my boss decide to put on as little staff as she possibly can at the busiest time of year?
It just makes our job a hell of a lot more stressful and hectic.

Twiglets

So I walked into work this morning to find that there were randomly like 6 tubs of Twiglets just lying about on the racking all throughout the stockroom.

I dry sicked in my mouth.

How anyone could like these is beyond me. They look like twigs.
I understand thats the whole reason behind the name, but why would you want to eat something that looks like a stick unless you were a beaver?

They don't even taste remotely nice at all. They seem to be one of these things that either you love or you hate and I hate them. God I just for some reason someone dunking Twiglets into Coleslaw that made me nearly be properly sick.

Worst thing is that now it is Xmas, they will no doubt be placed on every single table at every single house for all the guests to nibble on.

Don't worry, I'll just be sitting in the corner looking on in disgust at anyone who reaches for the bowl.

Xmas- WTF

Who the fuck invented Christmas?

Surely you could have picked a better time of year for the big celebrations and the time when most street parties happen instead of a time when there are blizzards and storms-a-plenty.

Also it happens to be my birthday on Xmas day which makes it even more of a kick in the nuts. Spending my birthday going from house to house visiting people is not my idea of fun. Every other person gets to spend their birthday in their own house with everyone coming to visit them.

Why should mine be any different?

Because it's a time of yule tide giving and family? Bullshit. It's my fucking birthday and i'll do what I bloody well want to. Now fetch me that pizza from the oven and hand me my PS3 controller, I'm playing Resistance.

Now that's my idea of a birthday.

Shame it's far from reality and i'll no doubt be sitting in another relatives house eating until I can't eat any more and sitting about waiting for the adults to finish having their coffee's and after dinner mints.
I'm still a kid at heart, 22 or not, I still would rather just go home and play with all the new things I've got for my birthday.

7 days to go and I really still can't be arsed.