Leave me alone, I beg you

Head Office are up everyone’s arses to ‘Festify’ all our workplaces. There’s no money available for staffing, obviously, but they can throw countless thousands into a pot to spend on baubles and tinsel. They seem convinced that making our garage look like something vomited up by a tipsy elf will persuade our customers to dip in their pockets for chocolates. I can understand them decorating the stores to death, but why do we humble filling stations have to follow suit and fill every able wall space with glitter? I find it hard to believe that a Volvo driver will see an advent calendar on our counter and go “Oh, shit, yeah – Christmas! Better get my wallet out and spend nine hundred quid on Heroes.”

I love December, but I’m already pining for January.

RC 5-11-19