The blackest of Fridays

It’s here. Once again, it’s Black Friday.

Of course, Black Friday is starting to lose some of its meaning, given that it starts on Thursday for many stores in the U.S. It’s not just Friday anymore.

I feel for the salespeople who are stuck working today. I’ve been there. I have vague memories of it (thank the Gods for the ability to suppress stressful memories).

That being said, I must quote the Doctor today: “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.”

That’s right. I’m going out into the fray today. We don’t need much, but there are a few things we need to pick up today: sales that can’t be beat, sales that will give us Christmas presents for our friends and family.

I know, I know. I’m a hypocrite. I hate Black Friday with a passion, yet I’m going shopping today. I’m a terrible person.

But damn if my father-in-law & my mom aren’t going to get some great presents this year.