I’m slightly ashamed to admit that I accompanied my partner’s family to Walmart yesterday evening for the 8 pm sale. Even though I felt like a terrible person for allowing consumerism to intrude on Thanksgiving, my partner’s sister convinced me to go. I was completely unprepared for the mayhem and insanity.
I decided to try for the 700 thread count sheets for $20, so after parking in the grass (the parking lot was completely full), we entered the store and arrived in the bedding area to see a mob of people standing around a covered pallet of sheets. A woman warned us that the people who go for sheets are some of the worst Black Friday shoppers of all, and she was correct.
When the clock struck 8, a Walmart employee blew a whistle and people lost it. It was a mob scene in every sense of the word. People were shoving, screaming, and grabbing. The manager began yelling at several people who were climbing over a woman in a wheelchair. Two police offers arrived just as the stock began to run out.
Being a yielder, I had simply backed up and tried to get out of the way. Honey’s sister got in there and managed to get 5 sets of sheets, which she shared with the rest of the family. She thought it was fun; I thought it was both disgusting and intriguing.
As we walked out of the store, I told Honey that I would never do that again on Thanksgiving. I do think it’s important to spend at least one day of the year with family being thankful for what we have instead of trying to accumulate more.