I recently had a visit from a woman at an open house. She spent quite a while telling me how God led her to that home and it was meant to be hers, because God spoke to her and made her follow the signs. I told her that unless God could handle Docu-Sign, she best have her realtor write a contract. She was beat out by a cash offer. Ah well…
Black Friday is a day to kick off retail sales—throw in a few loss leaders to convince consumers it’s time to warm up the shopping juices.
A practice run if you will, to prepare for the biggest shopping season of the year.
Whether half price clothing at the women boutiques, cheap TVs at Best Buy or discounted-discount items at Wal-Mart, this has become an event that arguably deserves it’s own spot on the holiday calendar.
In that spirit, I’d like to see something akin to “Platinum Monday.”
Commence that day where we offer huge discounts on something else important. Maybe give the stuff away for free.
Like what, you may ask?
How about cheap love?
Umm, that may not have come out right. I’ll rephrase it—maybe we could pass out love with less exchange. Unconditional perhaps? Just for the day. Uncross those arms and move through preconceived notions and prejudice. Understand that hate is fueled by fear–and fear is simply the absence of love.
Which boils down to an old adage—If you are afraid, you are thinking of yourself.
Think about that for a minute.
I won’t essay so much on other giveaways and discounts—though I could. Yea, there could be fire sales on acts of kindness, two-for-one hugs and tons of smiles on the end caps. Create an easy exchange program: “Two free gratitudes for every lick of anger.”
Don’t get me started…
Instead I’ll make a stab-in-the-dark proposal for you and me. To designate this next Monday as Platinum Monday. And the following Monday too.
See if it jump starts us toward the biggest love season of the year.
Anyway, if you are diving in the sales this weekend—Happy Black Friday!
The dark side of Costco…
People in line behind me…
Could almost Photoshop the background to be a dentist wait room—where so far he’s an hour behind schedule, hahaha
In the spirit of Facebook and Seinfeld, where mundane is order of the day, I am compelled to publicly ponder…my approach…to laundry.
(a) Wash clothes when hampers are full?
(b) Wait till I run out of wearable clothes and just buy more hampers?
(c) Get the hell off Facebook and enjoy this beautiful Saturday?
Seems to me, the Internet has evolved an ever so paranoid society of people who replace that handshake with a quick Google name search or an exhausting prowl through those Facebook pics and posts. Ronald Reagan had a favorite little thought (pre-internet)….”Trust, but verify.”
Do we take that too far? Or finally, have the means to be transparent and then weed out the shadows?
Or, did that extra cup of coffee get me thinking too much this Sunday morning?