Ok, so holiday shopping puts me in contact with a whole crowd of people I don't normally see, which in turn allows me to see things that irritate me.  So I just have to rant for a minute.
First of all, leggings are NOT PANTS people!  I mean seriously, if I can see your cellulite or what pattern is on your underwear, that means you are Not Wearing PANTS! You are wearing something that was meant to be covered by pants or a dress/shirt of ample length.  And barely cupping your butt does not qualify as ample. I am sure in my life I have worn something that wasn't flattering in some form or fashion.  But come on - figure it out girls.  It's not difficult.  And it's not about size either.  I don't want to see a super skinny girl's ass hanging out in a pair of tights just as much as I don't want to see a big girl's.  Cover it up! The next thing I do not understand is men who feel the need to emblazon "I Love My Wife!" on articles of clothing or bumper stickers.  I mean really? You love your wife? Well I sure hope so, since she's - you know - your WIFE! Seriously?? And why are you telling me??? How about if you go TELL your WIFE that you love her???? And the one I saw was in the shape of the Cross, with those words in huge print in the middle.  I'm glad you're a Christian, and I'm glad you love your wife, but how about if you prove it in your actions instead of printing it on a shirt, K??? Thanks.
Now here's my little pet peeves: Lines are a part of holiday shopping.  If you don't like to wait in line, you need to shop at home on the internet instead.  But getting all upset at the workers because you're tired of waiting isn't going to help anything.  Throwing clothing around the store does not do anyone any good, either.  If you don't want what you picked up, but it back where you found it! Because when I look where it should be and don't see the size I need, I don't want to dig through the whole store to find it! Some of these stores I went in looked like the Tasmanian Devil had just been through.  I felt so bad for the employees having to clean up such a mess.  Worse than children...... And finally, if you do not have someone to babysit your child at midnight so you can go shopping on Black Friday, just stay home........ that's just cruel.  Poor little bitty ones riding around in strollers half asleep or crying when they should be in bed.  Saving a few bucks is not worth making your child miserable.  And that's it. Maybe I'm the one who needs to stay home next year to avoid all these nut-jobs! Ha! But I won't because despite the crazies, it's become a tradition for several of us in my family. It's fun to go out late and stay up most of the night.  Starbucks at midnight and pretzels at the mall at 2:00 am is just fun.  It's an adventure you don't get any other time of the year, and I like it.  Merry Christmas and happy shopping!