Black Friday and Cyber Monday have come and gone. And I am totally finished. I have successfully not bought every single item I planned to not buy, as well as a few things I didn't know I wanted to not buy until I went through the Thanksgiving Day paper. Three pounds of ad supplements! (No, I didn't weigh them - the paper bragged about this on its front page. I did count them, though. There were 47.) Three pounds. I can just picture the regional marketing manager of Lots o' Stuff calculating her ad budget by the ounce.
Of course I didn't look at all 47. I don't have that kind of time. I sorted out the appliance outlets, the camera and electronics stores, and the cheap stuff. If I'm going to browse for things I'm not buying, I want quality. I do always read the Target ads because I like the little dog with the red circles around his eye. (Is that a tattoo? A birthmark? I wonder if his little dog friends tease him about it.)
Besides Target, I look at Dillard's and sometimes Penney's but Macy's is my favorite. I spotted a faux fur animal print jacket (species unspecified) and some chandelier-ish earrings, but the coolest thing I'm not going to buy (in the Macy's ad, natch) is a croco-print leather pass case from the Donald J. Trump Signature Collection. Not just any old Donald Trump, but Donald J. Trump. And get this - I was able to not buy it at 4am Friday. 4am! That's at least an hour earlier than I was able to not shop last year. How great is that?
About Me
- Jan C. Snow
- Since 1984, my light commentary, Marginal Considerations, has been a feature of Weekend Radio. Moving into the 21st century (yeah, I know - a decade late and more than a dollar short), it may be time to explore the format known as "the blog." (Still on the radio, BTW.) I am the author of A Natural History of Socks, illustrated by the late Eric May, You May Already Be a Winner (and other marginal considerations) and The Nonexistence of Rutabagas, plus maybe 1K features, essays, book and arts reviews in newspapers and magazines nearly everywhere, except perhaps Kansas. I live on Lake Erie one city to the west of Cleveland with too many musical instruments, several large plants and no cats. My front door is purple. I collect dust, take up space and burn fossil fuel. I kayak, knit, hike, sing, canoe, write choral music and play hammered dulcimer, but not all at the same time. I read too much and don't write enough, but what's new?
I'm with you! In "not shopping" that is. I'd rather pay double than go out on black Friday.
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