A couple of weeks ago Pete and I upgraded our Sam's Club membership from standard to business, a change which allows us to shop early and to use our resale number to purchase certain items--that would be books--and not pay sales tax on them. We've taken advantage of this upgrade several times since we opened the store, to stock up on bestsellers that we're running low on. The last time we were in the store they told us they'd be opening at 5 a.m. on Black Friday and gave us a flyer with the day's specials. TVs, phones, computers, printers...and ten book titles at fifty percent off.
Wow! Fifty percent off is way better than the discount our wholesaler gives us. We decided to get up super early and head over to Sam's Club to pick up a few key titles to help get us through the weekend.
Now, I've never been to a Black Friday sale. Not only am I not much of a shopper, but as a retailer I've always had to work it. Nevertheless, we got up at 4:30 this morning and girded our loins over a cup of coffee. As we sat in the kitchen trying to wake up, we had our first bad sign: news reports about a pepper spray incident among holiday shoppers at one Wal-Mart here in California and a shooting at another. Still, we got in the car at quarter to five and headed out. We had our second bad sign as we pulled into the parking lot and saw a line of shoppers extending around the block from the front door of...Home Depot? What could they possibly be lined up for at Home Depot?
Then we saw the parking lot at Sam's Club. And then we saw the line.
We kept on cruising past and went right on home.
We're going to spend Black Friday as we always do, on the other side of the counter selling books. Much better.
1 month ago