Black Friday & Shopping for the Holidaze
Christine the Curmudgeon wants to know – if the economy is so bad, then how can so many people afford to fill their shopping carts with mostly unnecessary crap on Black Friday?
Seriously, people see all of this cheap crap adverised, and decide that they NEED it. How many big-screen TVs were bought today by people who already had perfectly good TVs at home? Probably a lot. But people tend to think they NEED the newest stuff out there; they want to have their homes equipped with all of the amenities of fancy Toronto hotels.
It’s one thing if you can actually afford it. But I see it year after year, people who go overboard buying crap for Christmas, whining in January and February when the credit card bills start rolling in. Well, what the hell did you expect? Did you think that all of this crap is FREE? Even if it’s cheap, as it is on Black Friday, people buy way too much of it, and never get out of the hole.
Another thing that I will neverr get for as long as I live – parents who go crazy treying to buy *the new hot toy* for their kids, and are willing to pay any price to get it. Once again, many of these parents are people who I’ve had to listen to bitching about their lack of money all the rest of the year.
The new hot toy for 2009 is something called a Zhu Zhu Pet. Unless you have been living under a rock, you’ve heard of these little robotic hamsters. They originally sold for about $8-$9, which is a reasonable price to pay for a toy. But there is so much demand for these things, that some vendors online are sellingn them for WAY more than that…and people are PAYING it!
I saw one today listed by an Amazon seller, for almost $57.00! And I’ve heard that they go for even more on eBay. Sheesh, why do some people’s brain cells go flying out the window when it comes to stuff like this?
I think thqt my cats might lije a Zhu Zhu Pet to chase around the house. And one day, they will have one – sometime after next year’s yard sale season starts up. It’s unbelievable how many of the previous Christmas’ *must-have* crap end up in the following summer’s yard sales!
