This one time I went shopping on Black Friday and it totally did NOT pay off. I caffeinated up at 4am that Friday morning and high tailed it directly to the mall. I was prepared to bust down those doors for the great deals I was about to make. Only…no one was there.
I strolled right into the mall and walked to my favorite major department store. I browsed through the racks of jeans and flowy tops and fancy earrings and to my chagrin, found that nothing was marked down ridiculously. I managed to stuff my bags with some cute clothes, but by 7am I was utterly exhausted. And disappointed.
When I drove home my sister called to find out how my Black Friday shopping was going. I told her how all my clothes pretty much cost the same amount of money and that I was calling it a day and going home.
“Ummm, Kat I think Black Friday is for Christmas shopping, for like…other people. It’s not an event where they just mark down your favorite jeans for the day so that you can bulk up your wardrobe.” she said.
My response was something along the lines of “Shop…for…other people?? Blasphemy!”.
Needless to say, I’m no longer busting down doors on the Friday after Thanksgiving. If I can’t snag a great pair of jeans at half the price then there really is no point.