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Well, another Thanksgiving<\/strong> has come and gone. \u00a0Which means that I’m spending today cleaning out the refrigerator and wondering why I bought so much food. \u00a0There is something about Thanksgiving that must make my “starvation gene”<\/strong> kick in. \u00a0I buy groceries like we have had nothing to eat for months and end up with enough food to feed an army. \u00a0Unfortunately, with only six of us in the house, we end up being a very<\/em> well-fed army. \u00a0Or, as our daughter said this weekend, we are in a “poma”<\/strong>. \u00a0That is a hybrid word she coined on Thanksgiving night as we sat watching football in a \u00a0stupor – a combination of pie and coma. \u00a0It aptly described our mental and physical states. \u00a0And that was before<\/em> the 49ers played so badly that the owner apologized to the fans. Maybe the players were in a poma too. \u00a0But no matter how bad we felt, we were still better off than the people who ventured out to shop in the newly formed “Thanksgiving Day Sales”.<\/strong> \u00a0I want to go on record that I am totally against the stores opening on Thanksgiving Day. \u00a0Can’t we still have a holiday that celebrates food, family and football without Target and Walmart getting involved? \u00a0The stores all claimed that the early opening times would avoid some of the mayhem from past Black Friday sales when so much pushing and shoving<\/strong> took place. \u00a0 Hmmmmm…let’s just re-cap how that little experiment worked. \u00a0For your reading pleasure, here are some of the highlights from the “new” Black Thursday:<\/p>\n <\/p>\n At least there are no knives in sight<\/p><\/div><\/li>\n The most telling of the “Black Friday” incidents occurred in Nanuet, New York, where two Costco<\/strong> employees<\/strong> began fighting in the men’s room before the store opened and one of them stabbed the other with a box cutter<\/strong>. \u00a0You can only imagine the conversation that preceded their tiff. \u00a0They were most likely fighting over which one of them had to go out and face all of the fruitcakes that were lined up at the store entrance, waiting to get their hands on a bargain-priced electric potato peeler or a jumbo container of gouda cheese.<\/p>\n Clearly, the goal of the new opening hours<\/strong> on Thursday did nothing to stem the violence – or stupidity – of the shopping public. \u00a0 But I suspect that the big stores will open again on Thanksgiving next year because I just read that the extra hours translated to record profits for them. \u00a0It seems hard to believe that we might become nostalgic<\/strong> for the “good old days” when people were just pushing and shoving.<\/p>\n As for me, I’ll stick with Cyber Monday<\/strong>, where traditionally people shop from their employer’s computers so they can take advantage of the fast T-1 lines. \u00a0Not to mention the added benefit of looking like they’re working furiously on their computer when in reality they’re perusing the latest Best Buy<\/strong> ad. \u00a0Even though I am now retired, I still like looking at the deals<\/strong> available today. \u00a0And I have the extra added benefit of safety – I am fairly confident that neither my husband or Dash the Wonder Dog will stab me while I’m shopping.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" By Suzanne Sparrow Watson Well, another Thanksgiving has come and gone. \u00a0Which means that I’m spending today cleaning out the refrigerator and wondering why I bought so much food. \u00a0There is something about Thanksgiving that must make my “starvation gene” … read more\n
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