Black Friday

Black Friday. A pivotal day in the life of Lisa. Mom wants a digital camera for Christmas. Dad and I scoured the ads looking for the best one at the best price. We found it. Circuit City. Lisa was designated the person (I actually volunteered) to be the person to be in line at 5am to get this camera. I was excited...I'd never done the Black Friday thing before. I got home about 11pm. I layed out my clothes for the next day, set my alarm clock for 4:15am and went to bed. I dozed in and out until 2am. This dozing was accompanied with short dreamettes about me being in a store, claustrophobic in the middle of hundreds of people and they are all trying to grab the boxes out of my arms. The more I dozed, the more this dream seemed reality. I finally broke into a sweat about 2am and laid in bed trying to think of one good reason why I was going to get up in two hours and go the Circuit City to buy a camera. I couldn't think of any. The only reason I could think of is mom...it's for mom...but the practical side of me kicked in and I remembered that it's not like if I don't get up at 4am then she's not going to get a camera. She's still gonna get it...it'll just be more expensive. So when I felt peace about my decision, I leaned over, turned the alarm clock off and dozed into a peaceful sleep. About 9:30 I woke up. Got ready. Went to Circuit City only to find of course this hot item was sold out. I bought some other stuff. Went to a couple more stores. Went home. Felt fine about my day. I did, however, have to call my dad and tell him what a loser I was and how I'd failed to get the camera. He was ok with it. Like most dads would be. But what I learned about myself was that stuff just isn't that important. The hustle and bustle isn't worth it. It's worth it to me to spend extra money for more convenience. I'm normal, right?