You never know when it's going to hit, when that moment you've been anticipating with gleeful dread will happen. For me, it was today at the mall. I went to my favorite upscale outdoor mall today to return something and was dismayed to discover that, not only did a lot of people also have the day off, but it was all the people I hate. The wealthy-giant-stroller-pushing mommies, the gaggles of teenage snot, the PEOPLE, they were EVERYWHERE. Hate. Ugh.
Anyway, I was stomping towards the Gap when it happened. Silver Bells. Oh yes, my friends, that dirge of Christmas future! It was being piped into the outdoor mall. (How do they even do that?) Silver Bells is extra specially special for me though, because at one point in my life it was my #1 favorite mode of torture. I'd call my friend Ashley up (or she'd call me) and sing,
"SILVER BELLS. SILVER BELLS. IT'S CHRISTMAS TIME...IN THE CITYYYYYY."
Then I'd hang up.
Let that marinade for a second.
What's stuck in your brain? What will be stuck in your brain until CHRISTMAS?