So did you hear about some dude in China who was so stressed with his Missus whilst shopping for over 5 hours that he threw himself to his death from the 7th floor of the mall?
Extreme retail rage times.
This is why I buy online. Yes I run the risk of internet banking fraud… BUT I don’t actually have to go out and run the gauntlet of shopping with the masses.
Meanwhile, this week is mainly all about theatrics darlings. School Christmas production time is upon us once again. Fielding inane questions such as:
“Do I have to come to every performance Miss?”
“Are you in the show love?”
“Then, yes poppet. You do, otherwise who will say your lines”
“Oh yeah, I hadn’t thought of that”
Usual palaver of children with large speaking parts disappearing on holiday or to some prior committment, despite having had almost 8 weeks notice of dates! Broadway, it most certainly is not my friends. Lloyd-Webber doesn’t have to put up with this.
Bejebus it must be Christmas!
My childerbeast are both fabulous of course, so to be honest I couldn’t care less if the rest of it goes tits up, as long as my girls do their bit and do their best.
I do hope it goes okay though, as my folks are venturing ‘over the tops’ to see it tomorrow afternoon. Mum and Dad, at my place of work, whilst I am working and like, doing my job and that. **gulp**
I hope everyone behaves! Then the MiL is coming from Boro to watch it tomorrow evening. So no pressure or anything kids.
I volunteered to take part, perhaps to be an elf, purely for the comedy value, or even to swing across the stage sat astride a giant star – but yet again I was denied.