She really hated the holidays.

The constant hustle and bustle of people buying gifts, a selfish holiday for greedy-ass kids and adults, and more people coming in at the last minute. Oh, the insanity of it all!

"I'll be glad when this holiday is over," she says to herself. "Shops opening up early and closing really late, spoiled brats are running around like crazy and it's a madhouse. What's the use of celebrating something that's special when people have forgotten the real meaning of the holiday? What a bunch of materialistic jerks!"

She got in her car and went home.