Well Christmas is coming up. It's great and everyone's in the festive mode. But everyone endures the same torture: Christmas gift shopping.
EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR.
You have to ask every single relative and acquaintance and friend what they want for Christmas.
And when they take sooo long to answer, because we all seriously don't know what we want. Or whatever it is that we really want is too expensive.
Once they finally tell you a definite answer, you go to the mall and it's PACKED.
No parking lots. So many people. So many things to buy. Fuck.
When you buy all the gifts, you also have to waste some money on wrapping paper to obviously wrap the gifts yourself. Of course, you could always go to those counters where they provide gift-wrapping services. But hey, I don't want to stand in line and wait for two hours before I finally get my gifts wrapped.
After getting home, you spend hours wrapping gifts. And sticking cards on them. And then you realise you're broke. How wonderful.
And ladies and gentlemen, that is what I experience for my annual Christmas gift shopping. YAY!
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