I have yet to come across a single person who honestly loves Black Friday. Sure, people rave about the bargains and brag about the deals. But seriously….no one really loves Black Friday.
Let’s ask someone who works retail. “How was working at the mall on Black Friday?” Please don’t stab me with a fork between the eyes.
Let’s talk to the women fighting over the Zoomer Robot Dog. “Was it worth the black eye and the six hours you sat out on the cold concrete stoop?” I know, I know…your kid is worth it.
Here is how I view Black Friday.
Fact: You have to wear a coat because, more than likely, you’re stuck outside for a long period of time waiting to get into a store. Once you’re in the store, you’re sweating buckets because you wore a coat. This is just the beginning of your irritability.
Fact: You have a list of items to buy, but have no idea where they moved the damn displays in the store. So you slam dance with hundreds of people you don’t know while your blood pressure goes through the roof.
Fact: You started your morning….or the night before, with a clear plan and list. By the end of the day, you’ve completely shot your budget and have no idea what you actually bought until you dump it all out on the bed at home.
A hot cup of coffee and my slippers while sitting at my computer. I’m doing research so I’m prepared for Cyber Monday!
Please let me know how you spend your Black Friday. Am I the only person who feels this way?