The absolute worst part of my job was the Christmas music. We had a station that played nothing but for the entire month of November and December, and guess which the manager wanted on in the store.
Three guesses and the first two don't count. Between that and the Christmas muzak out in the mall walkways I just about went postal.
Thankfully, our next manager played a pop station which had a Christmas song every 5-10 songs, which was bearable.
But the best was our first manager, who played the hard rock station. Woo-hoo!
Nothing like Edgar Winter and Metallica when you're piercing ears and selling accessories!