Economy, merchandizing, recession, blah, blah, blah. I never took an Econ class, but I know for a fact that my dad will buy three bags of Christmas M&Ms whether or not you play the Santa fainting commercial in early November. And just like daylight savings, your holiday comercials airing in the first two weeks of November are messing with my internal clock!
Every year I save up just enough Christmas cheer to last twenty-five days. 25 days. That means I’m only floored by modest light displays, googly eyes on candy cane reindeer and Mariah Carey’s All I Want for Christmas for twenty-five days. That also means when you air your montages of holiday glee so early in November, I feel compelled to start caroling and other Christmas celebrations early as well. And you know what that means? By mid-December I’m ready to freak out in the mall Elf-style.
So please, for me, for others like me and for the kids at Macy’s who still believe, cool it at least until after the parade. We’ll still feel enough pressure to stand in line for this year’s Tickle Me Elmo.