I succumbed to the media hype touting “Black Friday Deals” even though I swore long ago to not ever participate in the lunacy of the mobs shopping on the morning after Thanksgiving. Years ago, eight to be exact, our refrigerator went out on Thanksgiving evening loaded to the gills with enough leftovers to feed a small army. Desperate to not lose the food Mitch jumped in the car and bought many bags of ice to fill the coolers loaded with food that wasn’t thoroughly chilled.
Very early Friday morning we entered the fray in order to find the best price on a refrigerator in stock in one of the many stores that sold appliances. I could not believe the crush of people pushing and shoving each other just to save a few dollars on some totally useless prize. There were men and women snatching up their finds bashing into other shoppers thoroughly thoughtless of their actions. I didn’t hear one “excuse me” the whole day. But I did hear, “watch it” and “that’s mine” a lot. At Best Buy, the line to check out and pay snaked from the front of the store up and down aisles to the very back of the store. I told Mitch there was no amount of money we could save that would cause me to stand in the line to buy the refrigerator. Needless to say, we went elsewhere in search of a refrigerator.
We found one later at Factory Direct Appliance, and were helped promptly and courteously. We paid and loaded up the fridge, swearing to each other that we would never venture out on Black Friday ever again.
But this morning I fell for the hype. I ventured out well after the lunatics had pillaged the stores and had driven home with their plunder. I had my own treasures to find. Where did I go for my plunder? Petco where I bought two bags of dog food and RedX where I bought a case of wine. Got to stock up on the staples, winter is coming. I have priorities you know.
I am so weak.