Too Damned Early
So, I got home yesterday without a problem. In fact, the trip to and from Florida involved planes that left on time and arrived early. The flight attendants were all male and extremely amusing. I can learn to love JetBlue after this experience.
But, I didn’t come to talk about flying.
I was barely settled back in the house when I was dispatched to Stop & Shop for supplies. Kate and I strolled by the holiday section and what to my wandering eyes did appear but discount signs on the holiday candy. We checked the option sin case there was something we could use on Tuesday. As I turned, though, there was a floor dump display with, get this, Valentine’s Day candy.
I ran across a manager a few aisles over and complained. I pointed out that it was not yet Christmas and perhaps they might want to wait until January 2 before pushing the next holiday. Oh no, he says to me. People like to get these once-a-year treats. (If that’s the case, where’s the Stollen? Nowhere to be found in the store.) I said it was too damned early and he tried to be cheerful but I was loud and got a few people watching and nodding in agreement.