Black Friday Place Holder

November 27th 2008 in Life Observations

I’ve lived a sheltered life.  I’ll admit it until four years ago I had never heard the term “Black Friday”  Like the boy that asked his dad “What was so Great about the Great Depression”?  I have to ask what is it that makes Black Friday Black?  Is it the black hole created in wallets and pocketbooks from spending on that day?

One year I was invited to get up at 3:30 am and go out for Black Friday Shopping.  My job, get in line and stay there.  It didn’t matter that I didn’t have anything to purchase, I was “The Place Holder”  the shoppers would then run (figuratively speaking, yeah right) around the store scooping up bargains and bringing them to the “Place holder”.  If I made my way to the register too fast it was my duty to ring out, take the packages to the car and get back in line.  Yes, back at the end of the line halfway around the store.

I resigned from this position after only one day on the job.  It is my intention to never again go shopping on Black Friday, which is worse than any Friday the 13th I’ve ever experienced.