For those that can’t stand this time of the year, my misery seeks company. What does it for you?
For me: aside from the usual family stuff:
I worked front-end in a post office back when that meant a line-up before I opened the doors to the end of the day when I had to inform the line-up that was still out the door that, yes, I was going to close on time. (Some didn’t take that well. For me it was just another Tuesday…)
It meant a lot of work with little thanks and I had to listen to the same shitty Xmas playlist over and over all day.
Edit/PS: The quick downvote sells it. Perfection. chefs kiss
i hate any kind of repetitive stimuli with a (probably autism-related) damn near uncontrollable incandescent rage.
certain tracks give me genuine panic flashbacks to when i worked retail and had to hear the same ~10 pop renditions of carols over blown out ceiling speakers for 8+ hours at a time while old women were hurling verbal abuse at me for their favorite salami being out of stock