It is all over but the clean up.
The Official kick-off to the Holiday Shopping Season known as Black Friday.
What began as early as 4am, and expanded little by little until, by 9am, just about everybody who is anybody in Retail, and all those who you may never even have heard of until yesterday, was open, began to wind down from 6 to 10pm.
Yesterday...ah yes, Thanksgiving Day.
Uncle BS, Auntie Willie Nillie, Granpa and Granma Why in My Day, and more relatives than you thought were still alive and functioning are all expected for The Big Meal, watching The Big Game, or 3, and Dessert.
All over at Cousin I AM Somebody's Studio Apartment. ;-D
But first comes THE single most important event of the day.
Even more so than the cooking of the Bird.
Perusing the Newspaper.
That's it way over there in the top right corner, watch your step. ;-D
Actually, forget the paper for the moment, the REAL reason you are interested in the T-day edition of the paper (That's the Orange County Register, up there, by the way.) is the stuffing.
Dozens of Ads heralding Black Friday, the start of the Holiday Shopping Season and your first opportunity of the weekend to work off what you will eat later in the day.
Proper Black Friday preparation begins with the organization of the Ads by time of store opening.
4am in the top row.
5am in the 2nd row.
530am, 555am, and 6am in the 3rd row.
7am and a few of those who slept in until 9am, in the 4th row.
And bringing up the rear, those folks who think its cute to keep you in the dark about just when they will deem to let you into their fine establishments to shop.
Now, now you can safely spend time inbetween complimenting the Cousin on her roomy abode, and watching The Games and cowing down, plotting out your Black Friday itenerary.
Looking at those Ads I was later to learn that, across the country, some stores opened as early as Midnight.
All across the land people stood for hours, outside in the dark, just so they could, once the doors were opened, madly dash to that one shelf in the very, very, very back of their first stop of choice, grab that 1, and only 1 item they came there for, dash just as madly back up front to the registers, pay for their prize, and then slowly, sedately, walk, supremely proud of their accomplishment, out to their car, and driver off to stop #2.
Don't deny it.
Don't EVEN go there.
The Mad Macedonian KNOWS...
He has seen a woman enter a store, dash to the Electronics section way in the back, and return to the check-out, carrying a box with a 32 in. TV inside, in her arms...in 3 minutes flat.
The first customer in, the first customer out. ;-D
And now it's over.
The rest of the weekend will be busy, yet nothing like today and next week we will learn whether Americans spent enough of their hard earned cash to make Retailers dance for joy. ;-D