Black Friday

There's desperation out there, folks. In the lead-up to 'Black Friday' it seemed as if companies were going to just give stuff away.

That's my kind of sale. Especially when I need something 'essential', but ordinarily too expensive to seriously consider. When I hear phrases like '60% Off' on that sort of item, I pay attention, even if doing so denies my own revulsion over the reeking depths of crass consumerism.

So up and out I went on the Day After Thanksgiving. Not at the crack of dawn, but early enough when shaking off the 'Food Flu' and making decisions with money. Like a groggy Neandertal kicked out of his cave to hunt for his morning's Elk sausage, I was tired but primed for the kill.

Alas, the prey did not materialize. No sales worth repeating on any of the expensive but suddenly necessary items on my list. A measly 10% off was the best I could find.

Now, 10% is nothing to sniff at on any normal 'sale', especially for expensive purchases, but on Black Friday? You lure me out of a nurturing and much-needed sleep with promises of 60%, and I all I get is 10?

That's a Crime. Punishable by firmly sticking my wallet back in my pocket and resolving to keep it there except in direst necessity. Or 70% off, whichever comes first.