November 28, 2014

  • Good Black Friday

    I've been reading the usual accounts of Black Friday that make me want to find that cave I keep talking about moving into when life gets overwhelming. My husband and daughter enjoy going out on Black Friday to "see what's out there." They don't leave early and for the past few years they haven't looked up the sales. They just go to South Bend or Kalamazoo and walk around the mall, looking and talking and enjoying each other's company. Occasionally they will stumble upon a bargain like the awesome tower speaker I got for Christmas a few years ago. That's been a well-used gift. We have it plugged into the TV for stereo sound, my iPod docks to it, I can connect my Kindle and my laptop to it for playing music, we can use it as a radio which we've only done to listen to the high school football games... and it was an unlooked for Black Friday bargain.

    I would rather go to the dentist than go shopping on Black Friday, but today I ventured out of the house and into one business establishment. I have a friend who is always the first person to help when there is a need. She's one of those people with a gift of mercy and compassion. So when she needed a favor, I was happy to help her out. She is out of town, spending the holiday with her kids and grandkids, but wanted to take advantage of a great Black Friday offer at a locally owned restaurant. They were offering a gift card promotion for five hours: Buy one gift card in any amount, get one for half that amount free. Since I had to drop off a tap shoe and pick up a dog in St. Joe today, it wasn't even much out of my way to run by the restaurant.

    I'm so glad I offered to do this for my friend because I witnessed a moment of Black Friday craziness you won't believe! The restaurant has a narrow driveway leading to a long, narrow parking lot behind the building. The narrowness is further complicated by the construction where they are adding onto the back of the building. The car entering the parking lot in front of me got to the construction area and stopped, and I admit I felt a little impatient as they sat there talking through the window to one of the construction workers who stopped what he was doing to walk over to the car. He looked back at me and gave a little apologetic wave and I checked my impatience. I really wasn't in a hurry anyway.

    Then... and I can't even believe what I'm about to tell you... the construction worker who had already had to walk away from what he was doing, opened the passenger door of the car and HELPED AN ELDERLY WOMAN GET OUT!!! But wait, that's not all! He then offered her his arm and ESCORTED HER TO THE DOOR OF THE RESTAURANT!!!Can you believe this Black Friday insanity?

    What's the world coming to?

Comments (8)

  • I have a cave.
    If there is a way to make money, someone will find a way to exploit it, and Black Friday is certainly a money moving day.

  • There are still kind people in the world. The construction worker, and you for helping your friend. When I take my mother shopping, many people ask her if she wants help.

  • Those exemples are the other face of Black Fiday!

  • They've lost their minds! They're getting nicer. :) I avoid Black Friday anywhere, but this year we forgot pies for our Friday Family celebration. No one was there, and the pies were on sale. No harm, no foul! Great pies. We bought three. Having some right now for breakfast. Hugs and happy Fridays everywhere you go!

  • Must have been his grandmother - lol!

  • Thanks for sharing this. It's always nice to read about kindness.

  • The best bargain and it was free - witnessing kindness! I suppose if you look for the good you can find it... Now about that cave, you do know that caves often have bats and bats like to fly and will fly right past you given the chance. So did you have a cave in mind? Is there a geocache there? Can I come too?

  • We have a cave! It's got clean water and no bats ( at least I've never seen a bat in there )! Great Black Friday Story!!!! Thanks!

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