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My granddaughter and I went Black Friday shopping. I hadn't been Black Friday shopping in years. Things have definitely changed. There was merchandise just thrown on the floor and boxes blocking the aisles. My grand daughter found a few things she liked so we went to the dressing rooms. I have never seen anything like it. Our community sponsored several Afghan families a year ago and they were shopping and trying on clothes. They had every single dressing room and had "runners" bringing them clothes. Things really slowed while waiting for the husbands to come and give their approval. People finally just left. Their behavior cost that store hundreds, if not more, in revenue. I asked the clerk when we checked out and she said they were told not to say or do anything. What the hell! I have lived in many different European cities and always knew I was a guest and needed to adapt to the customs of that country. I admit some countries were easier to adapt to than others. While living in southern France, an Algerian man hit my legs with a bamboo stick while I was waiting for my boyfriend. I jumped up and punched that ass right in the face. Once at Gare du Nord in Paris, A group of middle eastern women surrounded my youngest son. They had him backed up against a pillar and were pulling on his backpack. Several of them squatted at his feet tugging at his Converse. He was 7 years old and they scared him. Should have just given the backpack to them. He was so upset he left the backpack on the bench while we were waiting for the metro. Cost him his game boy.
Weight hasn't changed.
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