Heh, forgot I’d started this post over a week ago…
Shopping, two days before Christmas.
Heard a dance mix of “The Christmas Song” (yes, the one about chestnuts roasting on an open fire).
Saw a “Sci-Fi” display in Borders that consisted entirely of incarnations of Firefly – the TV show DVDs, the Serenity DVD, and the graphic novel.
Saw a kid wearing a T-shirt proclaiming, “I’m allergic to my brother.”
Heard (on Indie 103.1, not in the mall) songs proclaiming “*bleep* no, there’s no Santa Claus!” and “Father Christmas, give us some money.”
Asked about a book at Borders. The clerk looked it up, they were out of stock, but he offered to call another store and have them hold the book for me. Five hours later, when I got to the front of the line at the other Borders, the clerk I ended up with (one of four on duty at the time) said she had been the one on the other end of the phone.