The pursuit of creative activities are often affected by the mindset of the individual involved. My writing is no exception.
This time of the year has an especially strong influence on my moods and I tend to go through three stages.
Stage 1) Awareness: This stage is marked by the thoughts. Well, I’ve gotten through Halloween and Thanksgiving without going into a diabetic coma so what’s next? Oh yea, Christmas.
Stage 2) Trepidation bordering on cynicism. This stage usually sets in just after ThanksGiving, Black Friday to be precise. This stage usually requires a bit of time to work through to get to the next stage. During this period last year I worked through it by posting a four part story about the travails of toys during this time of the year.
Stage 3) Anticipation: The transition to this stage is marked when cynicism fades and has been replaced by a feeling of excitement for the approach of Christmas Eve.
This year is turning out to be no different than the last as I am still in stage 2. To help me move on to the next stage I am reposting that same four part series from last year. In addition to the cathartic reasons I am also taking the opportunity to introduce the story to the thousands of new fans that have discovered this blog over the past year. Hey it’s past noon hear so having a little egg nog with my rum and topping it off with delusions is acceptable.
I will be posting each installment starting today and concluding on Christmas Eve. I have allowed an extra day because , well, life happens. So without further delay I give you the first entry in the Black Friday Series: “Black Friday, A Different Perspective.“
A truck rolled up to the delivery entrance of the local Big Box store. The temperature was a balmy 40 degrees. This was somewhat normal for the first monday after thanksgiving.
Larry the box of legos had positioned himself at the end of the rear shelf to get the first look at the incoming newbies. At the other end of the shelf was his buddy Yo , the Yo Yo. “Yo , Yo get over here you’ll miss al the action”, shouted Larry. “Hold on to your bricks I’m rolling as fast as I can.”, shouted Yo.
Workers began wheeling in carts piled with boxes. From the looks of it they appeared to be all of the hottest new gadgets for the holidays.
“It looks like were in luck Yo. People will definitely be passing us by again this year.”
“Yep Larry but all the same I will be asking you for help to pull me by my string again.”
Every year around the holidays Yo had attached his string to the back of a shelf and thrown himself down between the wall until the holidays passed and counted on a friend to pull him back up afterwords. This method of hiding was so successful Yo had managed to avoid being bought since 1972 and had even been passed around a few stores. As far as Larry was concerned this was a record. Yo was kind of a legend in the world of toys.
“Yea, I got your back again Yo. No worries there.”
Larry’s next thought was interrupted by the arrival of one of the new potential christmas presents. Out of the box it was easy to see it was a brand new Xbox One that would be making some child or more than likely some adult a very happy kid this year.
“Will you get a load of that ,” exclaimed Yo.
“Yea , kinda perty” said Larry.
“Thanks for the compliment big boy,” exclaimed a women’s voice. “I’m Xena, what do they call you?”
Larry blushed a bit and said “They call me Larry and this hear is Yo.”
“Please to meet you Xena,” said Yo.
“Nice to meet both of you,” said Xena.
“What does Xena mean?” asked Yo.
“It’s Greek for hospitable or guest. Take your pick.” replied Xena.
“I pick the latter.” replied Larry. “Because you are not going to be at
this store for long.”
“Oh really. Why is that ?” asked Xena.
“Because the sexy gadgets get snapped up for presents really quick,”
“Do you always call someone a sexy gadget when you first meet them?”
asked a blushing Xena.
“I’m sorry but that is what your kind of toys are called around
here.” replied Larry.
“It true”, said Yo and laughed. “Larry has never called me a sexy gadget.
The only thing I have ever been called is ‘groovy and that was back in
“The 1970’s. You have been here the whole time?”, asked Xena.
“Yep. I have successfully managed to avoid being purchased every year
“You say that like you’re happy about that . “Don’t you want to bought?”
“Heck no,” replied Yo. “My natural color is blue but you start tossing me
up and down and I turn a nice shade of green. Sure it’s pretty to look at
until I toss my string. I have a bad case of vertigo. I don’t need a life
destined for ups and downs.”
“Wow, that is unfortunate.”, replied Xena. “What about you Larry?
Being a box of legos must make you a marked man around this time of year.
I am surprised you are still on the shelf. Aren’t you looking forward to
a new home?” she asked.
“Heck no,” replied Larry. “I am destined to sit on someones display
shelf and then dragged out once in a while to be shown off to party
guests. My parts will never make it out of my box.”
“So how do you manage to stay here?” asked Xena.
“With the help of my friend Yo here I disguise myself in a discarded
box.” answered Larry.
“Just a box?” asked Xena.
“No not just any box. Its a box from a 10,000 piece puzzle of a mercator map of the world. It’s geographically accurate. No one in this country will touch it,” replied Larry.
“Aren’t you the clever one,” replied Xena
“Um, yes, yes I am.” replied Larry.
“That was a statement Larry. She was not asking you,” replied Yo.
“Uh, yea I knew that.” maintained Larry
“ I would think in a store so empty some one would get curious and open
you up,” replied Xena.
“Oh it’s not always this empty. Black Friday cleaned this place out,”
A puzzled Xena replied “Black Friday?”
“Oh yea, you’re a rookie. Black Friday is the day after Thanksgiving.
It’s the biggest shopping day of the year,” answered Larry.
“So they get a head start on what to give thanks for next year?” asked
“Hmm, I suppose that is one way to look at it.” said Larry.
“I always thought they missed the point and focused on what they didn’t
have and were trying to rectify it.”
“So how about you Yo?” asked Xena. “How how have you managed to avoid
being bought all these years?”
“I may just be a round disk but I got some smarts.” said Yo.
“No Yo. You have smarts.” interjected Larry.
“Thats what I said,” replied Yo.
“He ties his string to the back of the shelf and tosses himself between
the shelf and the wall. I pull him back up when the coast is clear.”
“Oh my. You are much brighter than you look.” exclaimed Xena
“Why thank you, I think,” replied a puzzled Yo.
“I think I am going to like it around here,” replied Xena.
“Its a shame I will not be here for long.”
Larry smiled and said “If you want to stay around here I am sure we can
think of something.”
“Yea, between the two of us we can think of something to keep you here.”
“I might just take you up on that Gentlemen.” replied an exited Xena.
“Gentle who?” asked Yo.
“She meant us you string operated boob,” replied Larry.
Stay tuned folks. Will Larry and Yo be able to combine intellects and come up with a plan to keep Xena on the shelf? Will the buying public suddenly decide enough is enough? *. Will a large movie company send a cease and desist order to the author? Come back next time for answers to these and other questions the author can dream up between now and then.