It was after eight pm when I pulled into the Kindersley A&W to get a burger and rootbeer for my supper on the road. It was cold and dark outside, so I picked up pace and entered the somewhat retro burger joint.
I turned left inside the door knowing the way to the boys room from my past experiences there.
The men's room was surprisingly clean and I quickly got positioned in front of the only urinal in the place.
And then came a surreal moment. The speaker secured in the ceiling began to play, "Jingle bells." That was followed by "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas."
I think I was frozen in time, because it didn't take me two songs to take care of business. I was in some level of shock and unbelief.
The time of Christmas tunes coming at us around every turn has arrived.
I was surprised, and a bit nostalgic, and I started humming along.
But then I realized that it means we have two solid months of this stuff coming at us now.
And I'm not sure I'm ready for that.