I’m not a seasoned black Friday shopper by any means. I ventured out on the darkest of all shopping days a few years ago to pick up a certain special present, and got a first hand look at the 7th level of hell that is 150 people fighting over the three personal DVD players that were advertised in the paper. So, this year, when my hubby suggested we hit the sales, I was less than enthused. “We need a game plan” I said more than once. “What specifically are you looking for” I repeated again and again in the days leading up to the event. And on Friday I insisted he go get a paper, peruse the ads, and come up with some sort of map. “It just isn’t a regular browse to shop kind of day.
I guess Black Friday at 5 a.m. is something one has to see for themselves to believe.
For the 5 hours spent shopping (that’s including the 90 minutes spent trying to get a quick breakfast at I-HOP) we did catch a few deals and finished a small part of our Christmas list. Worth the experience? Aside from the long wait for pancakes it went rather smoothly.
Me? I’m much more a Cyber Monday kind of shopper. This next week I’ll be surfing for the online deals, that often come with free shipping, with coffee in hand and let the mail man bring the gifts to my door. Of course, shopping on line does have its own set of hazards. I’ll let Foamy explain. He does a better job.