Thank fuck that’s over!
For the last couple of weeks I have been inundated with mails rabbiting on about Black Friday Sales [all of which were promptly deleted without a second thought]. I even had one frantically offering me huge Black Friday reductions in sun-glasses for fucks sake. Why in the name of all that’s holy would I want to buy sun-glasses in November? The television has been full of the crap too. Order your Black Friday sitting room suite and have it delivered by Christmas! Fuck off!
Black Friday is one of those nasty little gimmicks dreamt up by American retailers and unfortunately, like a lot of their other tatty crap, it has infected retailers this side of the pond too. It is nothing more than a cynical attempt to make uus part with our money. It is supposedly named on the premise that this is the day when the shops are black with people, and if there is one thing I detest it’s crowded shops.
I have a very simple philosophy when it comes to shopping. If I need something I will go out and buy it. Once I have decided to buy, I may do a little shufty around the Interweb to find the best price in the locality but that is it. If I can’t find somewhere locally I will order on line, because I frankly hate shopping. If I see an advertisement I will automatically assume that the seller is trying to rid himself of the product and will ignore the advertisement. I decide what I will buy and not the seller.
I presume the streets of our cities are now packed with sheeple frantically buying stuff that they don’t need, and probably can’t afford, simply because they have been conned into the whole artificial frenzy. They don’t have my sympathy as they frankly deserve to be ripped off. They have been told they want something so off they go meekly to buy it.
Will you Americans please keep your crap to yourselves?