I missed all the crowds and fistfights on Black Friday, because I went to a different store: I went to Five Below, where all merchandise is–you guessed it–five dollars or under. I wasn’t really shopping for myself, but before I got in the door I had bought three cat beds. So much for a spending plan.
I was really in there to buy gift wrap for the office; one of our 24-hour departments at work decided to give the associates (read employees) a chance to wrap their holiday gifts in the assured privacy of work. We have over 100 people working various shifts, so that will mean a lot of wrapping paper, so there I was looking for dollar bargains.
By the time I had been in the store about twenty minutes, I had taken one of their gigantic, unwieldy but serviceable blue wheeled baskets and filled it to the brim. I also got a couple of solar dancing bobbles for my office windowsill, and a holiday tree hat, and all without getting lost in the wonders of the candy aisle, where I could have been found hours later with a gut full of YanYan.
The boss said I still needed to buy more. I know, I said: more ribbon, tape and big rolls of generic wrap, along with stuff with which to cut it. The process of concealing the identity of presents is a bigger adventure than finding the gifts themselves.
Next stop will be another dollar store like Dollar Tree, Family Dollar or something like that. A place with no tempting aisles of YanYan.
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