you know it's the holidays when...

...you parked so far away from the store, your panic button is ineffective.

and when it finally DOES work (after you have walked a mile and are within steps of your car), you realize that the car parked next to your beeping, blinking machine had two kids making out in it.

"HAD" because you killed the mood with your beeping, blinking, startle-machine.

then comes the part where you awkwardly put your bags in your trunk while they glare at you for destroying their rendezvous.

Oh, the joys of the season!