i just wasn't made for these times

the holidays are approaching at a high rate of speed and you can already sense the mood is changing.

manners and patience seem to get tossed out the window at this time of year.
people become robots, zeroed in on one thing and one thing only: getting that perfect gift, everyone else be damned!

shopping center parking lots become life-endangering exercises.
oh, did i just take that guys spot?
fuck 'em.

checkout lines become seemingly endless strings of humanity.
oh, did i just step in front of that lady in line?
fuck 'em.

put together hundreds of these robots, along with their unruly offspring, and their accompanying SUV's and you've got the perfect recipe for mass fucking chaos.

personally, i hate it i hate it i hate it!

i'm personally polite and overwhelmingly patient, but when thrown into this mass of robotic idiots, it can drive me to the very mood i'm ranting about: an impatient and impolite shopper.

and i don't enjoy being like that!
i pride myself on NOT being like the rest of them!

and that's why i generally dread the holidays and this time of year.
people go fucking MENTAL.

i love the idea of spending time with friends and family, but everything else about the holidays can get fucked.

including the robots.