The 'I Hate Christmas' Thread.
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Resurrecting a dormant thread, from a few weeks ago....
Yes, I fking hate Christmas. With the kids grown up and gone, I just find it a right pain in the fking arse.
I fking hate that every shop/supermarket and most all, TV adverts, are encouraging me to part with my hard-earned from September onwards, with their false, celebratory st
I hate the struggle/challenge to find something innovative and useful to buy for my wife every year
I hate the fact that my kids virtually specify the things they want me to buy them
I hate the fact that my kids and their partners ask me what I want - why don't you use your fking imagination FFS!
I really fking hate the fact that in the seven days before the “big day” the supermarkets are full of people “stocking up” as if there will be no food sold for the next 14 days – it’s shut for 1 day, FFS
I hate the fact that the supermarkets put 50% on the price of stuff I buy for the other 50 weeks of the year, just because it has got some poxy fking holly printed in the packaging
I hate the fact that I’m given no choice but to take xx days off work at the least possible attractive time that I would choose to do so - personally I prefer the sun for days off, not TV and shi-ite weather
I hate the fact that on Boxing day, the pub is rammed full of people who haven’t set foot in any pub for at least the last 364 days
If I had more spare cash, we’d ps off somewhere hot for the whole period....
Christmas is for young kids and the joyous look on their cherubic little faces, when they actually believe that (for one night only) you can con them that it’s actually OK not to fear that some mysterious fat bloke will burgle the house, despite the fact that he may scatter presents about. All I need now as for my grand-daughter to grow up, quick.
So, until either my grand-child grows up, or my family have a whip round and surprise me with a brand new Convertible C6 Corvette, I will remain a right fking grumpy old !
Bah, humbug and all that stuff
bks!
Edited for some dodgy grammar, after a few beers
Yes, I fking hate Christmas. With the kids grown up and gone, I just find it a right pain in the fking arse.
I fking hate that every shop/supermarket and most all, TV adverts, are encouraging me to part with my hard-earned from September onwards, with their false, celebratory st
I hate the struggle/challenge to find something innovative and useful to buy for my wife every year
I hate the fact that my kids virtually specify the things they want me to buy them
I hate the fact that my kids and their partners ask me what I want - why don't you use your fking imagination FFS!
I really fking hate the fact that in the seven days before the “big day” the supermarkets are full of people “stocking up” as if there will be no food sold for the next 14 days – it’s shut for 1 day, FFS
I hate the fact that the supermarkets put 50% on the price of stuff I buy for the other 50 weeks of the year, just because it has got some poxy fking holly printed in the packaging
I hate the fact that I’m given no choice but to take xx days off work at the least possible attractive time that I would choose to do so - personally I prefer the sun for days off, not TV and shi-ite weather
I hate the fact that on Boxing day, the pub is rammed full of people who haven’t set foot in any pub for at least the last 364 days
If I had more spare cash, we’d ps off somewhere hot for the whole period....
Christmas is for young kids and the joyous look on their cherubic little faces, when they actually believe that (for one night only) you can con them that it’s actually OK not to fear that some mysterious fat bloke will burgle the house, despite the fact that he may scatter presents about. All I need now as for my grand-daughter to grow up, quick.
So, until either my grand-child grows up, or my family have a whip round and surprise me with a brand new Convertible C6 Corvette, I will remain a right fking grumpy old !
Bah, humbug and all that stuff
bks!
Edited for some dodgy grammar, after a few beers
Edited by Bowler on Thursday 23 December 00:04
croyde][b said:
I really feking hate the fact that in the seven days before the “big day” the supermarkets are full of people “stocking up” as if there will be no food sold for the next 14 days – it’s shut for 1 day, FFS
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This is so true. Why!
They're too busy shopping for 'bargains' at department store sales to buy food in after the event.[/b]
This is so true. Why!
Just been reminded of something else I hate about Christmas. Why do people in the office think that since Monday they could start 'winding-down'? There's still a job to be done until Christmas Eve lunchtime so doing your makeup and stuffing yourselves with sweets from suppliers doesn't help. And, the tt in my office who has worn a different Santa hat everyday since Monday - grow-up FFS; you're not funny.
Bowler said:
I hate the struggle/challenge to find something innovative and useful to buy for my wife every year
I hate the fact that my kids virtually specify the things they want me to buy them
you can't be arsed to think about presents and go find them but you don't like being told what to buyI hate the fact that my kids virtually specify the things they want me to buy them
make your mind up!!
you're just a grumpy old fart
BruceV8 said:
Fun Bus said:
the tt in my office who has worn a different Santa hat everyday since Monday - grow-up FFS; you're not funny.
I feel for you, you've got one of these:These people should be sanded to death, with a not very powerful belt sander.
Edited by snowy slopes on Thursday 23 December 12:40
Tend to agree with many posts on here. I now regard Christmas as "horses for courses" time. Essentially joy for some, misery for others. Especially for anyone who has had friends and/or relatives die, especially a violent death in the past 12 months. Eg. murder victims, soldiers killed in Afghanistan
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