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An open letter to Starbucks, they of the unseasonal seasonal music
Dear Starbucks—
It is November 15th. I know that you've already switched to your winter menu (although I ain't happy about that, either), and that you want us all to buy bags of the Christmas blend and stock up on stocking stuffers, but it is still only November 15th. This makes it about a week too early for Christmas music, even by the most generous allowances, and at least a month too early to start wishing me a goddamned happy New Year.
Quit it.
No love, but thanks for the mocha,
—Me
It is November 15th. I know that you've already switched to your winter menu (although I ain't happy about that, either), and that you want us all to buy bags of the Christmas blend and stock up on stocking stuffers, but it is still only November 15th. This makes it about a week too early for Christmas music, even by the most generous allowances, and at least a month too early to start wishing me a goddamned happy New Year.
Quit it.
No love, but thanks for the mocha,
—Me