It’s been an interesting ten days. The pre-sale Black Friday
(BF) e-mail specials started rolling in on the 19th of November. Sixty-eight
of them accumulated in my delete file by this morning. Not too bad. The lady on
the news said she'd received over one hundred of them. Guess I’m ahead of the
game.
Some of the online BF sales sounded pretty good. Amazon had 40%
off books like The 5 Dysfunctions of a
Team. Could’ve come in handy at the
family dinner gathering. However, Wine
for Dummies had more potential to get me through the day.
I considered redeeming the coupon for the local Big Box
Booze store, but $30 to $50 for a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon didn’t seem like
much of a sale. I lean towards the $16.99 Buckhorn Bourbon. More bang for
the ‘buck’ and great paired with the Groupon Coupon for the set of four Mason jar
shot glasses for only $9.99.
My in-box had BF sale enticements for everything from
motivational webinars trying to motivate me to buy motivational seminars, to
duplicate checks with my family photo or Disney characters printed on it…which
ever looked less scary.
Best Buy almost had
me with their “Mystery Door Buster” offer. The catch was, the only way I could
find out what mystery items were on sale was to go into the store on
Thanksgiving night after 8pm. However, if I wanted a sneak-preview of the
items, I could check online after 10pm, to see what was on sale earlier that
evening. I got confused and forgot about the whole idea.
Did I forget to mention that Thanksgiving morning the paper
on my driveway was almost two inches think (I measured)? Nope, it wasn’t the newspaper,
it was the stack of BF sale fliers. There were ads for some stores I’d never
even heard of, much less seen around here.
Admittedly, there were great deals
on items that were difficult to pass up. I could have opted for an $850.00
toilet & sink set, or taken $30.00 off an automotive battery. Hold me back.
Some music store thought sending me five fliers would be enough to brainwash me
into buying a seven piece drum ensemble or a mini recording studio in a box. It
didn’t work.
There was a weak moment when I almost gave in. The Macy's
sale flier was the clincher. The lure of finding boots for $29.99 or cashmere
sweaters for only $39.00 nearly put me over the edge. But I managed to control
myself and bypass all the BF sales.
What saved me from
all this madness was the news. Footage of people camping out in pup tents in
the freezing cold to be the first one through the doors when they opened, lines a half mile long to get into the
stores, masses of humanity clawing their way through store aisles, knocking
over displays and each other was too traumatic for me
I stayed in, cleaned house and did laundry instead. Guess
some Fridays can be Black even if you don’t shop the sales. Sigh.
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