There’s one thing I’ve never understood, and that’s the appeal of Black Friday. So, while I might be able to understand the sick, twisted fascination to go out and buy holiday presents on the craziest shopping day of the year.. but who are these people that get up at 5am to hit up target and “beat the crowds?”
Why bother? It seems to me that these sorts of people either have nothing to do and get off on this sick sort of behavior or just want the bragging rights of being able to say “I went shopping on Black Friday and lived to tell the tale.” Do you want a bumper sticker or something?
Please. Give me a break. Stay Home — there’s plenty of time to shop tomorrow.
