With that said, it's too damn early for Christmas! One week before Halloween our local Walmarts pulled their creepy merchandise, tossed it into carts, and wheeled it into the back alley where some masculine looking female named "Ralph" tried to sell me warm blood gel from her front pants pocket. In case you're wondering, I passed.
Even the local radio stations here in town are playing Christmas music this weekend. For cripes sake, I'm still hunting down Halloween bargains! Do you have any idea how sickening it feels to be listening to White Christmas while I'm out trying to score pints of blood at 50% off? And those baragains? Yeah, they're NO WHERE to be found this year. The best luck I've had is at Walgreens and Spirit.com.
While the popular urban legend (that circulates out of the mouths of the uninformed) claims that Halloween is the second largest spending holiday of the year, it's not. Not even close. Do your research and you'll find that Mother's Day is a close second, followed by Valentine's Day, Easter, and Father's Day. Sorry Dads, looks like your position of power has been usurped by chocolate hearts and fluffy bunnies.
The powers that be (retailers) don't miss a beat. They prey on the unsuspecting consumer like piranha. Dip just one toe into their conglomerate pond, and they'll eat you alive, wallet first.
I love my family, you love your family, they know that. Why do you think oil prices just went up? Not because of the war, silly. Because they know you want to keep your family warm this winter. They know you'll travel great distances to be with them. I guess oil companies need love to.
And what about Thanksgiving? It's become the forsaken middle child of the holiday season. Why? Because we don't buy gifts or costumes, just flippin turkeys! Who has time to be thankful for their wonderful family and friends when there's a BOGO sale at the Target?
But I digress.
I'm still recovering financially from the after Halloween sales. The last thing I want to think about is Christmas or Thanksgiving. I need breathing room, and I NEED to be able to walk into a store and not be accosted by vulgar window displays and inglorious sales clerks.
Is that asking for too much?
Originally Published on Horror-Web by Zombiebrat 11.07.07



