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Thanksgiving Epiphany

 I wrote an entry that spoke to Amazon being the savior of retail. Not only was I wrong in regards to people having to work more on Thanksgiving but it made people crazier. The giant known as Amazon treats its employees with an unbiased and shitty disdain and I have friends that have worked or work for Amazon.

The real savior of the holiday season/Black Friday is Covid and the Great Resignation. I never thought I would see stores like Walmart, Target, Best Buy, Belk, and so on be closed on the eve of Black Friday. I love it. My retail friends actually got to spend time with their families and that means more than angsty customers shopping for a deal and forgetting to treat workers with dignity and respect that they were there being mistreated by bad customers for longer shifts than normal. What a magical time to be alive. 

I hope that the job market learns from this holiday season and as people return back to work during the pandemic that employees get treated better than ever before. The customer isn't always right as I have preached many times but they do come first and happy employees equal happy customers.


So take this short message to heart, we need to treat each other better because we only have one life to live and we spend most of it working to survive.


- One Love

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