Thanksgiving/Black Friday is pretty miserable this year.
Slept as much as we could, had dinner at Waffle House. Neither of us had family to see or talk to. Could have seen friends or spent time with each other at least. Wouldn't have mattered, unless we planned on just not sleeping and then working this chaos. BeAu works a total of 17 hours today. 11pm-2am, now he is going back in 4am-7am. I relieve him at 7am. He comes back in at 12pm, I work until 3pm, and he continues his shift until 10pm, pushing him into overtime. Sigh.
Is it cool to have a day of awesome deals? Sure. But it sucks to not be able to plan a holiday or enjoy a holiday, and just dread working this crap. I hate it. And it isn't like it is even appreciated. People will be bitchy, they will cop attitudes, get violent (someone already threatened BeAu's life today), and be so rude that you cannot help but be a robot and shove them out of your line as quickly as possible. No, I don't want to talk to you. How was my Thanksgiving? Shitty, so I could be here for YOU and sell YOU things.
And people were setting up Christmas stuff at the start of this month. Bah humbug. I'm not interested in holidays this year. At all.