Black Friday Gifts
Friday, November 24, 2006
This year I celebrated Black Friday by going to the Gamestop in the Ballston mall at 2PM to see if they had any Nintendo Wiis left. The guy gave me a cold, dead stare and said, “no.” I went to Chevy’s with my coworker and had a beer and some fish tacos before going back to work.
Black Friday!
I honestly didn’t even know what the fuck Black Friday was until I met Robin. Thanksgiving 1999 I was in NYC and she was in Framingham – I called her the Friday after Thanksgiving to learn that she’s been shopping since 6AM. I thought she was fucking nuts – who the hell goes shopping at 6AM? Apparently most of America does, I just never realized it.
Anyway, the following December was our first Christmas season together. We didn’t spend Christmas together (last year was actually the first year we were together on Christmas Day, our 7th Christmas) but we had a little thing the day before we left BU in my dorm room – a potted Christmas Tree and presents underneath for each of us.
I got her typical “First Christmas” stuff. Something from Victoria’s Secret. A bottle of perfume (Truest, from Tiffany’s, she still has some of it). I think there was an Indigo Girls CD thrown in there. She got me the typical presents as well: boxer shorts, a funny shirt (Superman using his X-Ray vision to see what Batman got him while thinking, “Great, another tie”), some books, and, of course, several things that she picked up on Black Friday. It was at that moment that I realized what Black Friday really was: five strong sellers discounted and extreme markdown on everything else the stores couldn’t get rid of.
It was all cute stuff, don’t get me wrong, but it was stuff that I would have never have thought to get for myself like a remote control racetrack and electronic battleship. I thought it was cool, still think it was cool, but Black Friday gifts certainly have a signature about them.
I’ve stayed away from Black Friday – never did the early morning specials thing. Robin still does it on occasion and you can still tell the Black Friday gifts. Last year it was 24 Season One. A couple of years ago it was a pair of two-way radios. A non-brand name MP3 player. Risk: Lord of the Rings Edition.
Black Friday gifts.
Black Friday!
I honestly didn’t even know what the fuck Black Friday was until I met Robin. Thanksgiving 1999 I was in NYC and she was in Framingham – I called her the Friday after Thanksgiving to learn that she’s been shopping since 6AM. I thought she was fucking nuts – who the hell goes shopping at 6AM? Apparently most of America does, I just never realized it.
Anyway, the following December was our first Christmas season together. We didn’t spend Christmas together (last year was actually the first year we were together on Christmas Day, our 7th Christmas) but we had a little thing the day before we left BU in my dorm room – a potted Christmas Tree and presents underneath for each of us.
I got her typical “First Christmas” stuff. Something from Victoria’s Secret. A bottle of perfume (Truest, from Tiffany’s, she still has some of it). I think there was an Indigo Girls CD thrown in there. She got me the typical presents as well: boxer shorts, a funny shirt (Superman using his X-Ray vision to see what Batman got him while thinking, “Great, another tie”), some books, and, of course, several things that she picked up on Black Friday. It was at that moment that I realized what Black Friday really was: five strong sellers discounted and extreme markdown on everything else the stores couldn’t get rid of.
It was all cute stuff, don’t get me wrong, but it was stuff that I would have never have thought to get for myself like a remote control racetrack and electronic battleship. I thought it was cool, still think it was cool, but Black Friday gifts certainly have a signature about them.
I’ve stayed away from Black Friday – never did the early morning specials thing. Robin still does it on occasion and you can still tell the Black Friday gifts. Last year it was 24 Season One. A couple of years ago it was a pair of two-way radios. A non-brand name MP3 player. Risk: Lord of the Rings Edition.
Black Friday gifts.
posted by Jason at
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Jason Copland said...
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There is nothing better than getting a good group of people together, having some drinks and playing a 6 hour game of Risk. It was something my friends and I used to do on a fairly regular basis until we got older and moved away to greener pastures. We still manage to have one massive game every few years, though.
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