November, the most insane month of the year. Amidst family gatherings, over indulgence of food, break ups, and football games is what I consider to be the absolute worst time of the year: Black Friday. The day is a menace to retail workers and shoppers alike; however, I find that the problem for shoppers has become more intense than it would have been over ten years ago.
Let me flashback to July.
My friends and I share a mutual acquaintance. This acquaintance is one of those people that is strongly opinionated and self-involved to the point that they can come off as abrasive. After much of her antics that had pushed us all away, she put a post on Facebook that said: "Hey everyone, my birthday is coming up in a month and I'm already excited. So here is a link to my online wishlist."
Looking past the entire issues that arose from this person previously, the true problem lies within the last sentence of the status post. While coloring someone a distinct shade of deserving, the concept of an online wishlist flies right in the face of what we are taught growing up: It's the thought that counts. Sure, we may be a little disappointed if someone goes out and gets us a parrot that ends up being destroyed, but it is good to know that someone cares enough to get a parrot for you.
It is true to say that it is the thought that counts, but having an online wishlist is akin to saying It's the thought that counts...provided that you get me what is on this pre-established list of stuff.
Just Remember: A wishlist is completely unnecessary when one is surrounded by caring people. The ones that love you would know.
-Future_Man_3000
P.S. - If you have any questions you want answered, feel free to contact me by email: futureman3000@yahoo.com
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