So less than an hour ago I was wandering in the house, when I suddenly heard a few notes of Last Christmas. I stopped for a while, then I started running to the kitchen, quietly wishing that it wasn't the dreaded song.
But my wishes were in vain. The song was being played on the radio.
I listened to it some more so as to remember the evil voice. It resembled the original song in the OP, yet it sounded clearer. I was unsure.
Then, slowly and crestfallen, I walked out of the kitchen, thrusting my fists into the air and quietly yelling 'God damn it!' to myself.
Moments later I asked my mother who was the singer. She could not remember, but she was pretty sure it was the original song. Listening to the song in the OP further affirms my hypothesis.
So yes, I believe I was whammed.
And I thought that after enduring yesterday night's terrible radio programmes, I could go through the rest of 2013 without living in fear. It always comes when you are least expecting it.
Plus it's only yesterday that I was trying to wham some GTP members. So it's karma, I guess.
Edit: It's a double-whammy! (Or is it?) The radio played the song again when I was having my dinner, and my father played it again on his own hi-fi set. So yeah, 3 Whams in one day. That's a record.
And now that my sisters know that I react to the song with disgust, I'm never going to survive another Christmas without listening to the song.
There's one good thing though, now that I know there is a George Michael CD in my house...