Not just the buying of gifts and the suspense of it all, but the whole mall thing...the traffic...
Listen with me for a moment.
I hear sleigh bells ringing, children laughing, people caroling, Christmas music playing in every store...
I see blinking Christmas lights, decorated homes with beautiful trees and the gifts under them, tinsel and mistletoe and garlands...
...and then the scene changes.
Children are screaming, heels dug in as they pull with all their little might in the opposite direction of their parents, parents yelling at the cashiers because they feel like they got cheated out of the sale price that really was meant for the table that was on the other side of the isle, cashiers staring daggers at each other and everyone who walks into their store because it's all their faults that they feel the way they do, policeman running thru the mall as they chase the guy who shoplifted because he don't have the money because he been spending it all on illegal drugs throughout the year, brakes are screeching and horns are blaring because people don't understand the rules of the road, and potentially never will understand that you yield when the sign says yield, and charge in front of others, sirens are wailing as the ambulance and fire truck race down the road because a Christmas tree started on fire because neighbors were trying to outdo each other in how bright they could make their tree and house, people yelling and cussing and screaming at each other....