Yes, I am a Grinch

[Pagan]

I grew to hate it for years afterwards after I was made to watch the damn movie 3 times in a ROW at my Dad's one weekend!!!

I never have watched it and I refuse to watch it. I'd much rather watch Chevy Chase running around singing, "The hills are alive with the sound of Griswold"!

[fireheart]

the year of the chicken dancing elmos...

Ok I was a little sucky here but it just sort of happened.

Me and my sister go into zellers and see an entire wall of chick dancing elmos on a shelf.

I start pressing the button on them all in a row.

They all start dancing... and falling off the shelves.

We run.

Um, I can understand them dancing, but how on earth did they end up falling off the shelves while dancing? O.o

Panties.

Yup, panties.

Many years ago, when I worked for an inventory company (the Wonderful Inventory Service, not the Reasonably Good Inventory Service) and we had the contract for Frederick's of Hollywood. And I got to inventory their stock room. Imagine enough stock to fill a 6x8 room squeezed into a room the size of a phone booth. They had the panties and brassiers crammed onto j-hooks. (One of these hooks could hold a dozen each. They had crammed 40-50 per hook.) Imagine my joy on counting the musical panties. (This was before the invention of an "off" switch.) Every time you touched a pair, it went off with "Happy Birthday" or "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow."

I had to count them.

Each and every one.

A different SKU for different colors, I had to check each and every item on each and every j-hook.

By the time I got out of there, I was ready for the loony bin - how many different renditions of "Happy Birthday" can one person listen to at one time without going nuts? 75? 100? (And this was in the 80's, it was all that tinny plink-plink noise.)

You have my sympathies, and my (20 year belated) thanks.

W.T.F?! PANTIES?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I'm sure that'd be a lovely gesture for the significant other: "Hi honey, did you know I have a singing vagina/penis?"
"Why no I didn't"
"Well maybe you can find out"
*touches it and it starts playing*

[Jay 2K Winger]

I never have watched it and I refuse to watch it.

One Christmas movie I have no interest in seeing, and will point-blank refuse to watch, full-stop, is A Christmas Story 2.

Because there is NO REASON THAT MOVIE SHOULD HAVE BEEN SEQUELED!

[RetailWorkhorse]

I'm sure that'd be a lovely gesture for the significant other: "Hi honey, did you know I have a singing vagina/penis?"
"Why no I didn't"
"Well maybe you can find out"
*touches it and it starts playing*

*Shudders* Oh dear Dog, that's going to give me nightmares I just know it.

Corporate sent us a new CD for this year (a 2nd one, seeing as the first one had something wrong with it. I think one of the tracks was doubled or some such rot) and we're required to play it in the store during the holiday rush.

Suffice to say; I bring my own. I have all albums by Trans-Siberian Orchestra, two by Reliant K, Jonathan Coulton's Chiron Beta Prime, and Jimmy Buffett's Christmas Island album. It will run for four hours straight before it starts over again and I am not sorry in the LEAST. I've had people compliment my choice this go around (they CAN learn! Holy crap!).

[fireheart]

*Shudders* Oh dear Dog, that's going to give me nightmares I just know it.

Corporate sent us a new CD for this year (a 2nd one, seeing as the first one had something wrong with it. I think one of the tracks was doubled or some such rot) and we're required to play it in the store during the holiday rush.

Suffice to say; I bring my own. I have all albums by Trans-Siberian Orchestra, two by Reliant K, Jonathan Coulton's Chiron Beta Prime, and Jimmy Buffett's Christmas Island album. It will run for four hours straight before it starts over again and I am not sorry in the LEAST. I've had people compliment my choice this go around (they CAN learn! Holy crap!).

Wait, you're back?

*glomps!*



Hey ladies, our pony is back!

[RetailWorkhorse]

Yes, the pony is back. Complete with pink sparkly harness.

[fireheart]

Yes, the pony is back. Complete with pink sparkly harness.

Yay!

*gives RW a big steaming bucketful of crispy bacon*

Hey ladies.....!

[dalesys]

Yay!

*gives RW a big steaming bucketful nosebag of crispy bacon*

Hey ladies.....!

Drat. None of the rest of us will get any attention now... or bacon.

[greek_jester]

I really, really hate those noisy cuddly toys. The only one that I've seen recently that was mildly amusing (even the staff were playing with it when they weren't busy) was a little sausage dog thingy that yapped faintly & did this weird, twisty thing that made it mimick a dog with a double-jointed spine playing "roll over". It was morbidly amusing.

Yes, the pony is back. Complete with pink sparkly harness.

Hey, RW, welcome back! Have a bacon cookie.

Your choice of music is interesting, but I have to admit that I usually end up playing the Headbanger's Bible

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Headbangers-...s_all_3#disc_3

or compilations of Queen, AC/DC, The Jam, & various other non-Xmas music in sheer self defense. Even "Fairytale of New York" palls after hearing it a dozen times in 2 days.

[bbbr]

One of the file maintenance clerks at my old store had a wreath that would sing every time somebody passed it. It didn't take very long for it to be switched off as it was in a high traffic area in the back of the store. She would always turn it back on as she thought it was "cute" and everyone just adored it...

The next step was to just take the damm battery out of it. She got the message after the 3rd or fourth time the battery went for a "walk". Worst part is that the cycle repeated itself every year without fail for the 10 years I was on days there.

[Moosenogger]

I always turn those things off simply to save the battery life. I never even thought about the poor cashiers listening to that all day.

[wolfie]

One of the file maintenance clerks at my old store had a wreath that would sing every time somebody passed it. It didn't take very long for it to be switched off as it was in a high traffic area in the back of the store. She would always turn it back on as she thought it was "cute" and everyone just adored it...

The next step was to just take the damm battery out of it. She got the message after the 3rd or fourth time the battery went for a "walk". Worst part is that the cycle repeated itself every year without fail for the 10 years I was on days there.

I'm surprised none of your co-workers discovered the joys of clear nail polish. After the battery goes for a walk, apply a thin coat to the positive contact (doesn't work too well when applied to the spring used as the negative contact) - looks OK at first glance, but creates an open circuit so that damn singing wreath shuts up.

[PepperElf]

i just hope the employees don't get in trouble for them being off, etc.

i can just imagine some micromanaging supervisor making rounds asking, "why is this off?" etc.

[Merriweather]

I'd have been tempted to give (as the title of a thread on a now-defunct board called it) That Damn Singing Fish (was it "Big Mouth Billy Bass"?) what it wanted - toss it in the river and short out the electronics.

I recall first time I saw one of those. We'd been living out of the US for almost a decade. Came back to the US, and I turned the TV on one day, surfing around to find something to watch (had no idea of the new shows) and stumbled onto a commercial of one of those, a long commercial, showing the DVD with all the songs that came with it (must have been the deluxe version ). I thought I'd stumbled onto a comedy show, something like SNL, with a satire commercial. By the time I realized it was a real, honest to goodnes commercial for a legitimate product, I wanted to pack up and leave the country again