Sort of poetry, sort of not, here it is: 100 words on how Pam feels about Christmas. I had a lot of fun with it!
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When Pam rolls her eyes as she passes a display of lampshades,
When she checks and double checks the brightness of the tree lights,
When she hurries past the tall elf with pointy ears in the store,
When she wrinkles her nose at the taste of vodka in her drink,
When she winces at the sight of an oven mitt,
When she sighs at a wall of new iPods,
When she panics at the thought of finding a gift suitable for any person on her mom’s side of the family at the White Elephant exchange on Christmas Eve,
She realizes she needs a new job before next Christmas.