i never thought i would be standing in the cold at 12 fuckin o’clock at night waiting to get into the possibly worst outlet mall in the country. with a pickachu back pack to my left, i sighed at the disbelief of this pointless thanksgiving tradition. who the hell decided to have black friday start so god damn early? really what’s the point? i am all about sales, don’t get me wrong…but why can’t we start the sales at a respectable hour-or better yet when the stores normally open?
In our failing economy i am glad to know everyone would rather battle soccer moms for the wii guitar hero than celebrate the meaning of the very holiday this shopping pandemonium follows. We should be embracing our families and being thankful for the privelaged lives most of us live. Instead we indulge in this gluttonous, commercial tradition.
I am guilty of it. You bet your bottom dollar i was there, but i mainly went on this expedition to spend time with friends and simply observe. I mean i suppose it is nice that people are trying to get deals and not spend as much money. but you know this never works, because lets face it-when things are cheaper people tend to buy more and let there guilt slip of their minds because of their “super” deals. maybe parents should explain to their kids that santa is short on money this year and not buy their kids a collosal pile of presents.
we have created our own monster.