This time of my life was a short two months managing the Lane's Christmas kiosk. It was so bad the day after Christmas I fled all the way out to Colorado. I call this time simply "The Kiosk."
15 years ago
Friday, July 25, 2008
Christmas Spirit
If you die and go to hell you are sent straight to a mall to serve the public during the Christmas holiday season. Any feelings of goodwill and faith can be shattered in just a few minutes of working in the midst of all of the "Christmas Spirit." I witnessed mother and daughter scream fests, horrible displays of too large women wearing too small clothes, harassment and theft. It was not pretty.
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My hell is actually a band competition in south GA in the rain. :)
Erin, you are so funny! I love your sense of humor and your delivery. I work with your sister, by the way. I went and raved to her about your blog, and she urged me to comment to you, so I am. You have a talent with words!
I am glad I got to share the Kiosk time with you!! I can no longer even smell cinnamon roasted pecans without getting all stressed out. I agree it was terrible!
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