This story was originally posted on: November 24, 2011
I am a former retail slave and have never really gotten over the horrors of working on Black Friday.
Tonight, we stopped at a Walmart in Columbus, Texas on the way home from our Thanksgiving dinner at my mother in law's house. Our dog was out of food and we didn't want to go anywhere near a store tomorrow. I live in Houston and always make a point to go to the Wal Marts out in the country when I can because they're a lot less overwhelming than the huge Supers here.
My seven year old asked "Mommy, why are they all waiting there?" as we walked by.
I said, "Because they're losing their damned minds over a TV. "
The people in line gave me dirty looks, and the store employees were trying not to laugh out loud.
I only hope that I can pass on to my kiddos that no thing that you buy at a store is so important that it's worth going nuts over it, especially at the expense of family time.
--Former Retail Slave