Thank heaven for self check-out.
Nevertheless, I was amazed to once again witness the phenomenon of last-minute shopping. I know Southerners can move slower than molasses in January, but why do we think it's a good idea to wait until the night before a major holiday to do our shopping? It's not like these things sneak up on us; Madison Avenue makes sure of that. It's one thing if you're grabbing a couple of things, like I did, but you've got people piling up the their shopping carts.
My wife wisely bought most of her Thanksgiving fixings last week – and I must say, it was a feast that can't possibly be topped (turkey, sweet potato casserole, homemade mashed potatoes, cornbread [both sweet and unsweet, to accommodate our respective tastes], corn, green beans and pumpkin pie). As an aside, my wife and kids and I have our own feast the night before, and then we gather with extended family on Thanksgiving Day. I don't even bother trying to count up the calories.
I'm a procrastinator myself, and probably most of us are, but this last-minute shopping frenzy we see all the time befuddles me. Oh well. Time to go eat some pumpkin pie.
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It never even occurred to me that people would wait until the last minute do their Thanksgiving shopping. So yesterday I go to the grocery store to do my regular weekly shopping and was completely shocked by the number of people crowded in Wal-Mart. It felt like the day after Thanksgiving rather than the day before, except they were all in the grocery aisles rather than wrestling in toys and electronics. I didn't see anyone get into a fight over a turkey, though, so I guess it wasn't quite the same.
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