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Randomness
December 17, 2003, 9:54 p.m. My sister, whilst being driven to her volunteer stint at 2SER (a radio station) today: “What crap radio station are you listening to?” Myself: “2SER.” To the cashier at Collins Broadway – I’m sorry my dad was such an arsehole to you. He’s a self-important twat sometimes. It’s definitely not your fault that his book set off the alarm, nor is it the fault of your equipment. I tried to get him to see you after it set the alarms off the first time, so you could deactivate the book, but he wouldn’t. Maybe that’s why he abused you when he had to be called over when it set off the alarm as he walked out – he tends to blame everyone but himself for his own misfortunes. Nine days till Return of the King! I had a co-worker ask me if I was very religious, because I was the only one in the store who wore a Santa hat. For the record, this guy is an immigrant, and a Muslim. I was a bit appalled that Santa could be confused for a religious symbol. Santa’s all well and good, but he does sort of symbolise the purely commercialistic beast Christmas has become. He may have started as a saint, but people rarely think of a good-natured dowry-dispenser when they think of Santa these days – instead they think of a guy in a shopping mall telling kids they can have a Barbie or a GI Joe. In most kids’ eyes, he’s a free ride. You don’t have to worry about expense, because no body’s paying for it. Which seems very, very far removed from the celebration of the birth of the Messiah. In other news, someone told me my Santa hat was “flashy”. No pun intended. I need a neck and shoulder massage. And to get cracking on a review.
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