Overheard in a bank today from a teller: "God, I am so sick of Christmas songs."
Lovely music was filtering through the lobby as she muttered this. I felt for her, as did a few other folks in line, who chuckled at her good-natured grimace.
I love Christmas songs and carols, but I honestly can't imagine being in a workplace in which they're piped from Thanksgiving onward. Perhaps there should be some sort of aural remedy for people who work in offices and retail shops that employ Christmas music.
No matter how much you might love the genre of music, it's got to be wearing thin if you have to listen to it eight hours a day.