Growing up, Thanksgiving was one of my favorite holidays.
I love food and a whole holiday centered on a gigantic dinner was right up my
alley. The tradition of my grandmother and mother cooking in the kitchen gives
me a warm feeling inside and after my Grandmother passed, it is on Thanksgiving
that I miss her most.
I think it was somewhere in my teen years when I realized
that the day wasn’t truly about turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes, but
about the idea of giving thanks. I was not a Christian back then; I had a rough
belief that there was ‘a’ god, and any thanks to him were more along the lines
of, “good food, good meat, good god, let’s eat!”.
My understanding of being thankful was the year my Mom
was in the hospital for a breast lump. She was in for three or four days and it
just happened to be over the holiday. Now, sometimes I just know things and I
knew it was nothing. I kept telling everyone it was nothing but everyone was
still very worried and upset. So, when
the tests came back Thanksgiving morning that she was fine, at the table that
night everyone said a heartfelt thank-you that she was okay and the light bulb
popped over my head. “Oh, thanksgiving!”
When I was going to school in NYC, it was to be my first
Thanksgiving away from my family. I was homesick and couldn’t bear the thought
of being stuck at the Y for the holiday. My Mom suggested I go see our extended
family in upstate NY, so I boarded a bus to Elmira, and was instantly
surrounded by my cousins. At the Thanksgiving table I remember feeling so
incredibly thankful for this extended family; to be with my cousins and aunts
and uncles, oh my, but it was wonderful. They took care of me and it really
took the sting out of not being in Tucson. Plus, Sonny made me calzones for the
trip home…score!
After I got married and Michael came along, being
thankful was easy. I had so many things to be thankful for and the holiday took
on new meaning as I made new traditions with my own family.
One of the things I loved best about the holiday was the
day after…it was the official start to the Christmas season. Stores would
unveil their Christmas displays and their decorations and as a kid, it was
quite magical. As an adult, the anticipation of the upcoming season was eagerly
awaited and it made it all so special. I looked forward to hearing the first
Christmas carol and looked forward to the joy that time of year would always
bring.
This brings us to now and a trend that just makes me
cringe…the Black Friday nonsense. Now, Black Friday has been
around since the 1960’s and was dubbed accordingly since that was the day the
stores accounts finally went from red to black. It was a part of what I
described above; people hitting the stores to see the Christmas displays and start their shopping.
But, it is only in recent years that the stores have started promoting cheap
prices and opening at 5am. Then 2am. Then, hey, why not just open on
Thanksgiving evening?
So, today, some stores will be open all day and some will
open at 8pm. And I hate it. Really, really hate it.
This is supposed to be a day of being with your family
and just enjoying each other. Of cooking together. Of truly giving thanks for
what you have right at this moment.
When did we start letting corporate America dictate what
we do on this holiday? Just because they say ‘jump’, doesn’t mean we have to ask
‘how high’?
And think about this now, in the past few years, they
have told us that if we want a chance to get a good price on a TV, we have to
be at their store in the wee hours of the morning. Now, they are saying that
Thanksgiving really isn’t a big deal. Eat your meal, then go line up. Their
commercials are all cheery and fun, showing Moms forgoing cooking to go get
that good deal. Blech.
Yes, I’ve heard all their excuses; they need to do this
because the stores are not doing well. All year long they barely make it, so
the only way to balance their sheets is to open their stores on this national
holiday.
May I suggest if your store is in the red most of the
year, that perhaps you are running your store incorrectly? You can’t tell me
that the only way to make your store profitable is to show such utter
disrespect for your employees and for the very customers you say you care so
much about.
Because it is about disrespect. How corporate America
decided one year that they didn't care about
their customers and cared even less about their employees. They care
about money. And wouldn't it be fun to see how high we can make these people
jump? What kind of person suggests this and what kind of person thinks this is
a good idea? The first year someone was trampled, the first year someone was
killed, well, they should have said enough is enough. But, hey, they made a bunch
of money, so they decided to up the ante, right? It is beyond disrespect…it
borders on evil, really.
And are any of these decision making people going to be
working today? Will they be helping maintain the crowds or helping someone who
gets knocked down? Not a chance. No CEO, CFO, President, or board member is
going to leave their family or their table to work in their stores. Nope. They
have hourly employees who really need a job to do that for them. And if one of those employees gets hurt? Ah,
well, collateral damage.
That some people actually go line up in the middle of the
night and risk the chance of being hurt (or worse) and leave their family or perhaps
forgo cooking all together to go stand in line, boggles my mind. I don’t
understand it. It’s basic, really. Just because they open their stores and
dangle tantalizing “deals” in front of us, doesn't mean we have to go. We can
stay home with our families and shop tomorrow. At a reasonable time. And what
would happen then? What would happen if they went to all this trouble and no
one showed up? If they paid millions of dollars for TV commercials with big
celebrities and no one cared? We teach people how to treat us and we've taught
corporate American that we’ll do anything for a “deal”. Because if we put our
national foot down, if they said ‘jump’ and we said, ‘um, no’, we’d ALL be
enjoying this day today. The stores would stay closed and they’d open at 9am
tomorrow because that is what we've told them to do.
But, yes, I know this isn't our reality. People have told
me there isn't anything we can do and this is the face of retail now. And it
makes me sad. Truly sad. And angry.
For me, I will boycott all the stores that are opening
today. I boycotted Target last year and didn't set foot back in their stores
until February. I didn’t miss it at all. So this year, along with Target, I
will boycott Kohl’s, Macy’s, Old Navy, and whatever other stores decided to
join the Walmart generation and open today. I know it won’t change a thing, but
it will make me feel a whole lot better. Because, you know, those stupid tv’s
will be there tomorrow and that great deal, really isn’t that great. Stay with
your family, because, here is the thing, they might not be here tomorrow. The
best deal is truly those people gathered around you.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
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