A woman was doing her last-minute Christmas shopping at a crowded mall. She was tired of fighting the crowds. She was tired of standing in lines. She was tired of fighting her way down long aisles looking for a gift that had sold out days before. She was sick and tired of Christmas and wanted it to be done.
Her arms were filled with bulky packages when the elevator door opened. Of course it was full. Still, the occupants of the elevator grudgingly tightened ranks to allow a small space for her and her load to enter.
As the doors closed she blurted out, “Whoever is responsible for this whole Christmas thing out to be arrested, strung up, and shot!”
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