Friday, November 25, 2011

Black Friday

 "Hate" is too light a word for how I feel about shopping. I do enjoy small shops that sell interesting things, like the Moravian Book Shop, or musty antique or secondhand or book stores, and I can certainly get behind the idea of supporting small and local businesses. But I hate clothes shopping; I especially hate shopping for shoes. I don't like hunting for bargains, I don't want to haggle. It's a painful experience, and I'd rather just go in, get what I need, and get the hell out.

Christmas shopping is better. I can shop for people I care about, do some thinking about what they might enjoy, and take my time.

What I really don't understand is the compulsion people have in doing large portions of their shopping on Black Friday. I don't care about getting all my Christmas shopping done in one day. Even if I wanted to, I can't afford it; I can't put a few hundred dollars away over the course of the year and just blow it all in one massive shopping spree. I don't want to get up stupid early on a day I don't have to, drive all over creation, fight the crowds, and spend money I don't have in one day. It doesn't help me to look at several stores to "get ideas." I get way too easily overwhelmed.

Which is why I don't understand why people don't do most of their shopping online. There's more stuff available online. You can take your time. You can do it at midnight in your jammies. You can find it more cheaply. You don't have to do it all at once. People do know that there are sales online, right?

I suspect I'm missing whatever girly gene I'm supposed to have that makes me want to do have those types of shopping experiences. Shopping is just the extreme opposite of whatever a pleasant experiences is supposed to be.

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