Today is Black Friday, traditionally the busiest shopping day of the year. If you’re going to join the throng of humanity venturing out today in search of the hottest toys and the best bargains, do me a favor, will you?
Be nice to the poor slobs on the other side of the cash register, ok?
You chose to be out in that morass of flesh and blood and credit cards – they have to be out in it. Yes, they’re getting paid for it, but seeing as they work in retail, I can guarantee you they’re not getting paid enough for it. You’re in the middle of a four- or five-day weekend. They likely won’t have another day off between now and Christmas.
I understand that it’s frustrating jostling with and getting jostled by the horde of your fellow human beings, dealing with rude, inconsiderate people (who, I will admit, are just as likely to be on the other side of the counter as your own), getting to a store only to find out the only product you went to that store for is sold out, and realizing you didn’t read the fine print for the sale you thought was too good to be true only after you’ve handed over your cash or plastic. I get that. I really do.
But you know what? None of that is the cashier’s or the salesperson’s fault. They’re like cops – they didn’t make the rules, they just enforce them. They didn’t come up with the terms of the sale. They didn’t write up their company’s return policy or customer service policies. So take it easy on them, ok?
I realize that it is inevitable that something this holiday shopping season is going to piss you off. I also realize that 99 times out of 100 that anger is going to be legitimate. All I’m asking is that before you unleash a barrage of vitriol at the long-haired, pimply-faced, minimum-wage-earning teenager on the other side of the cashwrap at WalMart / Target / BJ’s or wherever, you just take a deep breath and remember that he’s probably having even less fun than you, and that whatever it is that’s driving your blood pressure off the charts is not his fault.