Well, Black Friday has come and gone...Thank God!
I like to think that I didn't grow up under a rock, but the first time I ever heard of Black Friday was during my sophomore year of college. I thought it was something my girlfriend at the time had made up. It would be another four years before I'd hear the term again when I let a coworker convince me to go to Best Buy to take advantage of "crazy deals" back in '05.
As a testament to my ignorance regarding Black Friday, I showed up at Best Buy "early." Like, ten minutes before they would normally open. So at 9:50 in the morning I found myself as the umpteen thousandth person to arrive. Obviously I went home empty handed.
Six years later, I showed up to Best Buy at 11 in the morning. I learned my lesson. I just don't care. I'm not trying to rain on anyone's parade. Some people have family traditions. I imagine it would be fun to go camp out in line with your mom or cousins after a great Thanksgiving meal. Maybe you and your best friend made a pact to go Double Dragon on em in the store. I don't know. What I do know is that I'm too picky, cynical and impatient to be a Black Friday'er. The minute someone pepper sprays me for a damn video game console that came out six years ago, it's gonna get Black real quick.
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