I knew yesterday was the start of November without even looking at the calendar.
The fucking Christmas ads are flooding the airways!
Now there have been a few in the past weeks, mostly for pantomimes, or venues for the office party [fuck but I really hated those office Christmas parties] and people saying that if you ordered your sitting room suite they would have it ready in time for The Big Day. What the fuck is it with these furniture companies? All year round you can buy and collect but suddenly from October onwards they'll hold onto your cash and deliver the furniture "in time for Christmas"? And how many people have to buy a new sitting room suite just for Christmas anyway?
So now they are battering my eyes with jolly images of families sitting around a dining table all enjoying themselves. That's a fucking lie for a start. The ads never show the kids misbehaving because they are overexcited and laced up on e-numbers. Dad is always sober and Mum is never flustered and in a foul humour. Granny in the corner is always the life and soul of the dinner and Grandad is beaming benevolence at the kids. Don't make me laugh!
Of course each and every ad is telling us that we have to buy their product if we want any chance of a purrrrfect Christmas. Buy from us and you're grand, but buy from anyone else and your day will be royally fucked. Apparently my purrrrrfect Christmas dinner has to be bought from Aldi, Lidl, Tescos, Dunnes, SuperValu and Waitrose which means a hell of a lot of turkey, which I don't like anyway.
The purrrrfect day also isn't complete unless I have stocked up on air fresheners, televisions, socks, tents, toilet paper, wrist watches and a whole load of other crap that I don't want or need. They can all rev up and fuck off as far as I'm concerned.
Why can't they be honest? Why can't they just admit that we are entering that hyped up artificial time of year when we are supposed to spend, spend and spend? Why can't they just say that yes – this is the feast of commercialism and please give us your money? An honest Christmas advertisement would be one where they come on and say that they know their product is shite, but this is the only tme of year where they think they have a chance of shifting it so could we please buy it?
I'm making a list.
My list is a list of all the advertisers, and it's the list I will not be shopping from. Just the opposite. They advertise and I won't buy.
Thank God they stopped tobacco advertisements.