Currently Reading - Wonder Woman comics
There was a time when I loved Black Friday. My sister and I would be up at 6AM, pick up our grandmother and head into town. Of course, this was back in the day when a store opening at 7AM was highly unusual. We'd get a majority of our holiday shopping done, then head to Bob Evans for breakfast. (Which by the way, still serves cornmeal mush. I love Bob's!)
This morning, you can't pay me enough to go out shopping, even if I wasn't coughing up a lung. What started as a fun little tradition has turned into a free-for-all that puts Ultimate Fighting matches to shame. Last year, a security guard was trampled to death when shoppers stormed the LOCKED DOORS of an East Coast Wal-Mart. Turns out a riot is stronger than the bolts holding glass doors to a concrete frame.
What is it with the human race? In the grand scheme of things, does it make a difference if little Johnny is the first kid on the block to get a Wii or whatever is this year's must-have item?
Any of you braving the hordes today?
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