Wednesday, November 23, 2011

oh joy... it's here...


I'm seriously not a fun sucker... I love to shop just as much as the next person - but because of my occupational ball and chain - I work Black Friday.  What people standing in line may or may not know, the people inside have had a nightmare week previous to this day - and will have a good 6 weeks of nightmares after this day.  It is the time that I start carrying a weapon, stop shaving my legs, and resume serious McDonald Coke addictions.  I love the people I work with - we are all floating in the same sinking boat so we make the best of it.  In the next 72 hours there will be limited sleep, aching legs, and random screaming out - NO!!!!!  Personally, my tree will be sleeping in the box for another week, maybe longer.  I will put the mistletoe up kids - so come over and take advantage of that ok?  I just thought I would share with you a few observations I've seen over the years of Black Fridays from the employee side of the shopping cart.

1.  Wearing the pajamas you've slept in for the past week and now you're shopping in them.. icky
2.  Tying your carts together with your gang sign  colors, doesn't scare me.  (I work retail)
3.  Thank you for using your own credit card and not one you've lifted.
4.  Because you spilled your hot chocolate on the sweater does not mean that we discount it.
5.  Yes, it IS cold out there in line - and you made a conscious decision to do just that.
6.  No, I cannot hide something for you so you can get it later (seriously - total strangers)
7.  Please pass over all of the spiritual ornaments, and go right for the Pooping Santa ones - 'cuz that's what I would love to see on your tree....
8.  Yep - I can see (and hear) that your child has been up for the past 12 hours in a line in the snow.
9.  If you are going to leave me your sack from your breakfast - at least bring me one too.
and 10.  If you hit me in the ankles with that shopping cart one more time....

Happy Black Friday Shopping.
Be kind to the employees - who are over worked and under paid,
and
have given up every single moment they could have spent
holding a grandchild,
spending time with their 82 year old mother,
snuggling with their husbands,
laughing with their children,
and, oh ya,
sleeping.

Ready, set, shop

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

LOVE IT! You need to post this to your FB page!

pitbull said...

You don't like pooping santas??? I have personally looked far and wide for pooping santas to give to Marc for his pooping animal collection (started by his loving MIL, of course). Could you please hide one away for your bestie?

Stimpson Mom said...

For the record, Mark and I do our part in not contributing to the madness. I hate the crowds and the mayhem and the mob-mentality. So we discovered a few years ago the one place you can go to avoid all of that - the temple. And that's what we now do on this horrible day. I hope you get through this day with minimal awfulness.