I remember the first time I heard (or at least NOTICED) this song.
It was 2012, and I was waiting tables at a Romano’s Macaroni Grill, trying to figure out how I was going to put my 6-month old MFA to use in a less food-related career.
It was the holiday season, which means the restaurant was crazy-busy at all times, and all of the servers on staff were working double shifts 6 days a week and losing their fucking minds.
This wacky song came on one afternoon, and it seemed to mimic the insanity I was feeling as we got closer and closer to Christmas. It became a part of the regular rotation, and it drove me a little more mad with each listen.
I didn’t even believe that it was Paul McCartney at first because…it just didn’t seem like something he would do to his fans.
Of course, the song has grown on me now that I no longer have to deal with the general public in a service setting anymore. But for anyone working in retail or a restaurant this holiday season, you have my sympathies. Especially if they play this song on a regular basis at your place of employ.
Just know that this won’t last forever.
(Song recommendation by Samantha Lamph)