The Diary of a Real Black Friday Shopper

Friday morning 12:03 a.m.

It’s midnight on Thanksgiving morning and I have to get up at 6 a.m., and yes I do HAVE to get up for Black Friday.  I can still feel the turkey, mashed potatoes, and cherry pie stuck underneath my ribs and they don’t seem to be moving anytime soon.  I look like I am pregnant with triplets and I feel as if I ate enough if I was.   I haven’t gone to sleep yet because I am just now arriving to Target.  I had to see what kinda of specials they had and Target never opens up at midnight so it was too good not to go. So far nothing worth waiting in an hour line. Maybe if I had kids and needed toys it would be different.

 

Friday morning 9:32 a.m.

I am writing this from my iPhone because I am standing in line trying to check out at Saks Fifth Avenue.  As you can see it is 9:32 a.m. and I was way too “turkey hung-over” to get up this morning.  I actually am getting a late start.  It seems I didn’t miss much though because I found a lot here.  My best purchase would have to be a dress for 29 dollars that was originally 180.  JCrew, Neiman Marcus, Lulu Lemon, Juicy Couture, so many places to go and I am already exhausted.

 

Friday morning 11:00 a.m.

I arrive at West County mall and I can barely walk without running into someone.  People, people everywhere.  I head to Nordstrom and Victoria’s Secret. The Apple store I am smart enough to stay away from but it all looks the same anyways, a big blob of people.

 

Friday 11:30 a.m.

Is it lunchtime yet?  I know I shouldn’t be eating but all this shopping and standing in lines is making me crabby and hungry.  California Pizza Kitchen is calling my name.  Wait, it must have been calling everyone else’s in the whole mall too because it seems like all of St. Louis is here.  An hour and a half wait? Thanks anyways.  I’m going the food court.  The lines at Chik-fil-A are so long.  I should go to Subway. It’s healthier anyway. Finally, a stupid veggie sandwich.

 

Friday noon.

It is noon, which in Black Friday time is actually like 5 p.m. At least that is how it feels.  I am worn out but I got some great deals.  I only bought two things today not on sale.  Time to go home and take the longest nap.  I call myself “a real Black Friday shopper” but I guess I am truly not.  I know there are people who started waiting in lines Wednesday night, and to me ,no discount is worth two days of standing in the cold.  I think I learned a lesson for my own version of Black Friday: next year don’t eat so much and I’ll wake up earlier to shop (either that or wait for cyber Monday). This pumpkin pie coma is killing me.