I may love clothes, makeup, and paper goods, but that doesn’t mean I love shopping for them. In fact, I hate the very act of shopping. It is stressful, annoying, and uncomfortable when there are hoards of people in the stores for the holiday season. Being short this often means I get elbowed in the head until I am on the verge of a concussion or walked into because people don’t see me. My palms are sweating just thinking about it! Ugh! Thank goodness for Cyber Monday! That being said, I am flabbergasted/a tiny bit impressed with those who brave the Black Friday crowds for deals. They must be made of stronger stuff than me! I don’t know of anyone in my life who does it so I have an ongoing curiosity with it!
So tell me, readers, are you a serious or recreational Black Friday shopper? Any funny stories you can share with us who spend our Black Fridays hibernating? The only time that someone in our family did the whole Black Friday thing was when our older sister Lindsay stood in line to get Furbies for Jamie and me (which we played with for approximately 10 minutes). Lindsay is always sure to remind us that she and her friends basically wrestled a lady to get them for us–now that is love.