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Things I hate about Christmas


I thought I'd start a thread where we could list the things we hate about Christmas. Here are some of mine:



  • Crowds.
  • Traffic.
  • Radio stations that play chintzy Christmas music 24/7.
  • That stupid, inane, sentimental "Christmas Shoes" song that was made into an even worse TV special.
  • Feeling obligated to give gifts to people I don't like.
  • Feeling obligated to send cards to people I'll never hear back from.
  • Getting gifts and cards from people I don't like so I feel obligated to send something next year. 
  • Emily Post for making me feel obligated.
  • Crowds.
  • Traffic.


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Much as I hate lists about what people hate about Christmas, I am forced, kicking and screaming, to agree with your point on chintzy christmas music. Especially that shoes song. I could vomit when I hear that one. Or the one about the grown up christmas list. I think "whining" whenever I hear that song.

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I hate traveling during christmas, and of course the grandparents always put on this major guilt trip to get you to travel... which we used to fall for... but now we don't... :)  --Ray


 



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Puting the fracking lights on that fracking tree.  Puting that fracking tree in the fracking tree stand.  Listening to the fracking techno christmas music playing in the stores and commercials.  See fracking commercials pushing holiday gift junk.  Puting on the fracking calories.  Shopping for fracking gifts that I have to spend hours puting together or spend a fortune on batteries to get them to work.  Fighting the fracking crowds.  Frackin Breakfast with Frackin Santa Clause for the ward social.  The Fracking customer party followed a week later by the Fracking employee party.  The wife making my spend time with her fracking family especially that fracking father in law who hates my guts and the fracking gay brother in law who pretends to be strait.  Puting those fracking lights up on the house only to find the fetching things don't all come on.  Struggling for weeks to get the fracking timers for said outdoor lights to sink up right and finally giving up.  Sitting in a dark bathroom at 6 am because the fracking christmas lights and the blowdryer tripped the breaker for the upteenth time.  Trying to find something my wife would like for a fracking christmas present in overcrowded fracking malls two days before christmas along with a couple trinkets for the kiddies that I'll end up stepping on in bare feet in the middle of the night.  Basically, I hate the holidays.  If I wasn't married with kidlets I would stop doing anything altogether.

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"I want a hippopotamus for Christmas..." and all the other asanine songs that get etched into your mind as with a high intensity laser due to what seems to be the nearly hourly playing of them each day and every day from the day after Halloween to Christmas Eve by this one radio station that the first year they played Christmas music and nothing but Christmas music from 12/1 on was cool, but then each year have taken it too far beyond that to the point one wants to vomit violently with heaving of chunks at the mere sounding of certain songs... 


Every Tom, Dick, and Harriett (regardless of musical prowess and ability) simply because they are a celebrity or have put out a CD that has hit the top 40 for a day feels they have to issue a Christmas album with their own special renditions of Christmas Carols and seasonal songs...   (I mean, really, how much more "country" or "pop" music stars can we take doing this?"  Heaven forbid if the "rap" movement gets into it...)


Actually, there is one song though that is quite hilarious, and fits well with this thread... 


"The Twelve Pains of Christmas". 



-- Edited by Cat Herder at 12:10, 2006-12-05

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My wife and I actively wage war against the things we hate about Christmas.  We break out my old Dr. Demento Christmas tapes and relish in the varying ways to make fun of it.  We watch http://www.jibjab.com/originals/originals/jibjab/movieid/27 early and often.  When passing each other in the halls, we offer snippets of what we'd put on our Christmas letter to all our relatives, if we ever sent one out.  (My favorite is family, dogs, cat, and horses, all mooning the camera, with the caption "Pucker up and kiss it Whoville!") 


Most of all, we try to raise kids that won't have as big a problem with the holidays as we have.


Do not sit there and react.  Go forth and do battle!



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Yes!!!!!  I really fracking hate the Christmas newsletter.  My mom did one every year and I would get so upset.  She would put info about my voice changing as a teen and other stuff that was really no one's business.  I get them from people even now and cringe at what people write in those Christmas newsletters.



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{scratches Jason off the Cat Herder annual Christmas letter mailing list...}

I actually like to get those (and I have an absolute riot of a time composing one each year)... when I was a kid, it was neat to read and ask my parents who the people were and how/why we knew them... Today, I judge those we receive against the merits of my own Christmas letter pièce de résistance. Of course, ours is not your typical affair of everything is wonderful and peachy and we are soooo great and so busy and don't you just wish you were us. We pick a humorous theme, spend a page with several miniature spoof creatively written articles on the theme, then spend a page telling about what we've been up to (trying to tie it into the theme), and if things have been tough we say so, then close off with a page with photos and our testimony. Our family and close friends enjoys getting them... but hmmm... seems our number of cards we get each year gets smaller... Could it be that the bulk of our mailing list are like Jason and are still suffering post traumatic mother's-so-proud-of-her-puberty-afflicted-boy-whose-voice-is-changing-newsletter syndrome?

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I really hate going to ToysRUs for Christmas shopping. This year I thought I was going to avoid doing it. But nope... we went today. And were out again in all of 5 minutes. Yes, it was as bad as I remembered. :shudder:

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What I most hate about Christmas are two conflicting things. First of all I hate how the birth of our Savior doesn't seem to be the main focus, as it should be. And secondly, I hate how people use Christmas time as the time of year to have joy, peace, and hope, when really they can be enjoying it all year long by serving others and following the Gospel of Christ. The hustle and bustle of Christmas may only come once a year, but the Christmas Spirit doesn't have to. Why can't people be more loving all year long?

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