glitter. i absolutely hate glitter. no, i'm not talking about the mariah carie bomb. don't mistake me- i hate her too- more than glitter. why do i have such an aversion to these shiny little flecks? anyone who has worked in retail in a home decor capacity at christmas time might know and share my pain. nine out of ten products that are stocked on the shelves at christmas time are covered in the stuff. thereby anyone who is subjected to stock said items on a shelf, becomes one with the sparkle. it's everywhere on the body that you can imagine from september to january. right now, as we speak, it's on my november... and i just took a shower! as i'm not confident in my ability to incite a world wide boycott on cheesy glitz, i guess i'll have to invent a product to remove glitter. you see, it doesn't come off. you just push it around your body. try as you might to get rid of it- you just have to ride it out until that magical day mid january when you wake up and it's gone. hopefully i can beat the glitter. i'm not sure what effect it might have on a potential interview to have a face full of sparkle. i suppose it would depend on the job...