Oh, you all know what Black Friday entails. A bit of (OK, a lot of) pre-planning is required because you need to know which places have the items you want. Especially the items you decided to wait until the last minute to buy for Christmas. Then you have to plan which hours, merchandise and crowds are expected. Then the travel time and the method.
Black Friday at the mall
Why do I do this to myself every year?
The idea of waking up at 3 a.m. is getting tossed out the window. I mean, it’s not like I was ever a morning person. To expect organization on top of that is insane. What is doubly insane is venturing outside. I thought (in a crafty yet not) way last year that I’d avoid the traffic and driving hassle by riding the bus.
They run early for us folk without our own transportation. It was a solid plan as the driver would then be pressured to drive on time with a bus full of irate people. Less pressure on me who can chill riding to said stores.
I forgot one thing. The irate people. Crammed like sardines we were. Folks who probably didn’t sleep, or plan or bathe all, grumpy like me because unless you are a night shift worker or generally not a night owl, you WILL be grumpy. The only person that was probably used to such odd hours was the poor driver who was competing with other drivers, buses and what not, concentrating on not driving the bus into a lake.
After discovering this painful reality of people who are not pleased, I discovered that I didn’t make any headway on my shopping goals that year at all. So this year? I’m just sleepin’ in.