If it isn't the "holiday catalogs", it's the "2% APR deals" on lines of credit, all designed to make Christmas a debtor's holiday. The offers on credit are annoying because those you need to take the time to shred or risk identity theft.
But the catalogs at least offer the opportunity to view gifts that truly evoke the response, "Aw, gee - ya shouldn't have. No, I mean it - you shouldn't have . . ." So far, I have found one such item that makes me think, WTF?! Perusing my L.L. Bean catalog - which convinces me that every yuppie in New England wears flannel 9 months out of the year and makes me question whether it is de rigeur in Vermont society to own a Labrador - I found this item.
It's a shearling winter flip-flop. Not a shearling slipper - those you can buy - but a flip-flop. For $34.95. You know, those items you wear to the beach in the summer. Not when traisping through the New Hampshire woods to collect maple syrup.
But maybe those backwood folks are hearty souls. I must write L.L. Bean and suggest a flannel-lined bikini for clam bakes on the Maine beaches in January . . .
In the meantime, Merry Tossmas - I suppose there is a more green means of disposal, but there is something so satisfying watching something useless hit that ol' circular file . . .