Crowds Stories

'Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the townNot a shopper was smiling, they each wore a frown;The cars they were parked in their bays willy-nilly,Whilst pedestrians dashed to-and-fro running silly;The children were screaming for this toy or thatWhilst their grandparents scanned for milk allergies and fat;And mammas in Ugg boots and dads in bad sweaters,They fast-scanned "Dear Santa, I want..." in kids' lette...

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 somethin...