One Man's thoughts, rants, and mumblings on family, life, and baseball.
Friday, November 28, 2008
I laugh at Black Friday.
I know what you're thinking. How can those angelic faces cause me to have a bleeding ulcer, gray hair, and have a full time shrink on the payroll?
Spend a day walking in my shoes and see if you ask that question again.
Today was Black Friday, which means if you work retail you're basically screwed.
I'm tired, aggravated, and if someone asks me "What's the best price you can give me on that?" in the next 12 hours I'm pretty sure I'm gonna lose it. That said, I made some good money today and didn't try and disembowel anyone so I guess you could consider it a pretty good day.
Thanks to a "Deadliest Catch" marathon on the Discovery Channel and Rakes not breaking Trot's arm during the daily round of "How I Trained To Be A Cage Fighter" I'm halfway calm right now.
Check with me again tomorrow night.
The day after Thanksgiving ain't got NOTHING on me.