the friday that is black

If people think stores are crazy on black friday they should see the backrooms leading up to the most holy and cursed of days. It is still over a week until friday the 27th and already today it was already pandemonium in the secret place behind the store, where I work, where they keep all the shit. I was seriously like a bunch of ants moving around, doing their little tasks, if ants worked like they were on crack. In one room there was a line of the same tv so long that you could barely see the end; like freaking 40 42inch tvs crammed together awaiting the friday from hell. The scary thing is that we are going to keep getting more and more stuff, even though we don't have the room for it and of course the one thing we don't get in time will probably be the one thing everyone wants. Last year I got yelled at by a customer because we didn't have some freaking $10 gps holder he wanted. Luckily he was the only asshole who wanted one. Technically I am not supposed to even call it black friday though, apparently because some old, white, obese woman complained in some store, some where that black friday is racist, we are supposed to call it a "yearly event". It will forever be black friday to me, or atleast until they come up with a better name. Pray for me :(, not that I think prayer works, but because I like to keep all my options open.