This post was originally published on November 19, 2009. It has been re-posted for your shopping enjoyment.
Okay, I’ve been putting this off, posting pieces about my new exercise challenge, and the inspiration I received for writing a book, and, well, anything else but this topic.
If you know me well, then you already know my opinion on this.
I am completely not down with Black Friday.
Yes, I am an American.
You say you want to save money and get the best deals for Christmas?
You say it’s fun?
You say, “Hey, you’re just a kill-joy. Black Friday is an American Tradition. Like Flag Day.”
To you I say:
Here’s an idea: How about simplifying Christmas by buying less – maybe one or two really nice gifts for your children, the total of which equals the amount you wind up spending on a mountain of meaningless toys, for which you had to risk life and limb and valuable time. Precious time which could have been shared with your kids and your family, and friends, by, say, playing games or watching a movie, or baking, or decorating for Christmas, rather than entering into a full on sprint against total strangers in order to reach the toy department first to grab a toy that will end up irritating you within 5 minutes of the batteries being installed. Can you say Tickle Me Elmo?
No, you be quiet! I told you up front that I am not down with Black Friday, so what did you expect to read here?
You say Black Friday is fun? Yeah, it sounds like a blast.
However, since being in the “black” is a necessity for retailers, they have now hijacked the term, and thus, Black Friday now pays homage to the buying frenzy that will drive retailer’s books into the “black”.
If you are going to participate, let me share with you these words from Sergeant Phil Esterhaus of Hill Street Blues: Hey, let’s be careful out there.
And when you come to your senses and realize that I am using this statement in reference to SHOPPING, perhaps you’ll join me in on my soapbox.
I’ll make room for you.
While pondering your plans for November 27th, check this out.