STOP MOCKING ME, CHRISTMAS MUSIC!

Dear Adam Bregman,

 

I understand where you're coming from and believe me, some of us who are diehard fans of Christmas cannot stand Christmas music either.

 

I'm am a reallllllly weird person when it comes to Christmas.

 

On one hand, I love Christmas movies and will watch them all year long, from The Santa Clause to Home Alone.

 

And the minute Halloween is over, I want the Christmas lights up.

 

And the food is awesome as I am a huge fan of peppermint.

 

And I love seeing a Christmas tree in the home.

 

And I love singing Christmas music in July.

 

And then Thanksgiving comes and goes.

 

And what happens at work is that my coworker plays Christmas carols, loud enough to be heard throughout the whole office,  from the time we come back to work from Thanksgiving all the way through the entire month of December.  All. Damn. Day.

 

And I feel like it is mocking me.  It is so distracting and it makes me hate my job more.

 

I don't want to be forced to listen to Christmas music while I have to wear business casual clothing and be condescended to because I am a secret--no--beneath secretary status in our office's hiarchy.  Especially not when we're short staff and I'm constantly getting status requests and my workload is piling up.

 

I don't want it piped in shopping malls when I trying to find clothes that fit and feel like a fool already, and gum snapping moms idly bump into me, the gross scent of fruit flavoring punching me in the nose with its chemical bouquet.

 

And I certainly don't want to hear it when I'm getting bad news about the economy, or about school shootings, or about deaths in my family, or when I'm just exhausted and don't want to be around people at all, nevermind at work where someone is definitely going to be stomping around the office in their high heels when they pass my desk all day to make sure I didn't sneak out or something.

 

Praise Grumpy Cat, because off of the house tops I might hop if the Christmas music does not stop. Landing on the ground with a great big squish, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus is NOT my Christmas wish!

 

I hate that a holiday I previously loved because it meant time off school and work and more cuddles with my family and flannel PJs and pretty lights is now forced upon me whether I'm in the mood to celebrate or not.