Today is Saturday.
Yes, I have just checked my little task-bar thing and my watch and it is very definitely Saturday.
So why are they still sending me fucking Black Friday messages?
That Black Friday yoke is the greatest fucking irritation the Mercans ever invented and of course we have to import it to Ireland. It even knocks “Trick or Treat” into second place. We all know that Mercans are intrinsically stupid and will rush off to buy shit simply because they are told to do so, but I thought the Irish had more sense.
On the news last night they showed people who had just been conned out of their cash an there was only one chap who displayed an iota of common sense. This chap explained that he needed a new suit and this seemed like a good time to buy one. The key word here, of course is needed.
There is a world of difference between wanting something and needing it. I want a new super duper laptop but I don’t need it because the one I have still has some mileage left [I hope]. Therefore to go out and buy one would just be a waste of cash. So we have these flaming advertisements demanding that we buy sofas for a mere thousand because they will be two thousand at some undefined point in the future. Of course people will rush out, pay their thousand and will end up with two sofas and a major hole in the bank account.
So they can all fuck off with their wide screen televisions [I don’t need one] and their half price perfume [I certainly don’t need any] and every other tacky item that they want to clear out of their storerooms because I don’t need any of it. If I do need something I will probably find it and at a far better price than some fucking Black Friday deal.
While I’m on the subject, I really must make out my wish-list for next month!