Thanksgiving. No matter how you say it, it is hard to change
the meaning or the intent of the day. It is a special time. And in every family
it is celebrated a little differently. Some opt for the best china and silver
while others go for the buffet, paper plates and plastic ware. For most, it
means a day with family even if it is just your spouse and kids.
When I was growing up our Thanksgiving celebration resembled
the Saturday Evening Post cover with the family gathered around the table,
dressed in their best clothes, dad carving the perfectly roasted turkey while
we all watched. I assumed everyone celebrated it the same way. Then my
brother-in-law joined the family. He came from a different background and was
always amazed at the rituals of our celebrations. Our holidays were peppered
with customs and conventions. “TRA-DI-TION!” he would declare playfully!
I like rituals and routines. They are a family’s way of
making a special day really special. When we moved away my husband and I had to
set up a few of our own routines for holidays. And without a lot of family
nearby, we became much more relaxed about most holidays. But we still had our
special Tra-di-tions!
One custom has completely
escaped me. Black Friday. I am not a big shopper and I’ve never wanted to head
out for the big deal of the day. I did go one time, 30 years ago. A friend and
I spent the day fighting crowds in the mall and
we had fun! We got a couple of good deals. But I’ve never felt the need to do
it again. But for those who love to stand in line and hit the stores at
midnight, I say ‘Have at it’! I will be warm and snug in my bed in a tryptophan
induced dream state.
This year the competition to open earlier than anyone else
has hit a ridiculous level. I wonder if anyone is actually eating turkey
anymore, or are they just grabbing a cheeseburger at Wendy’s while they hold
their place in line? Is there a new tradition for family assignments? Whereas one
person used to set the table, while another mashed the potatoes, perhaps now
one holds the place in line while someone else runs to Dunkin’ Donuts for the
hot chocolate and cream filled confections.
My only problem with all this is what about the employees of
those retailers vying for the ‘first-to-open’ trophy? A paycheck is a wonderful
thing, but so is a day with family. Even better is a day OFF work. The ‘consumer’
season is upon us and those employees are going to be working their weary heads
off over the next four weeks.
Some employees are finally saying enough is
enough. Many even picketed outside the store. Unfortunately, that still meant
they had to give up part of their day that should rightfully be off. I
recognize the necessity of some professions who take care of us. And I
appreciate the sacrifice those people make. But for retailers the day of thanks
has become the day of greed. Instead of giving thanks for, and rewarding good
employees, they have found new ways to walk all over them and take advantage of
their need for a paycheck.
I don’t worry about what the world is coming to. Times
change. They always have. My kids don’t do things the way I did. I didn’t do
things the way my mom did. She didn’t do things the way her mom did. That’s ok.
As inventions change the way we live, our lifestyles will
change. I don’t worry about the world my kids will inherit. They will adapt and
think little of it. All I can do is make sure my family knows and remembers the
most important elements…the basic foundations that make their life a valuable
and memorable experience. But I do hope that at some point businesses remember
happy employees are a good thing, and something to be thankful for. Trust me.
If the stores don’t open until 12:00am, Friday morning, the people will still
come.
Good post, Connie! I hope your Thanksgiving was happy. I agree with you about the shopping; I never have enjoyed shopping. I want to get in and out of the stores as quickly as possible!
ReplyDeleteWe had a great Thanksgiving, Miss Fancy;)
ReplyDeleteI haven't heard from you in a while. Glad to see you are still tuning in. Hope your feast was a good one too.