
Then the laws changed and stores started opening on Sundays.
Malls became the place to be on a Sunday (Saturday too). It was so exciting to
be able to shop on a Sunday. The stores closed on holidays like Thanksgiving,
Christmas, Easter, Memorial Day etc.
Then the laws changed again and stores started to open on
holidays as well. Retail extravaganza. Holiday specials. Sales galore. As I
grew up and joined the work force I was thrilled that I could shop on a holiday
when I wasn’t actually working. Shopping on a Sunday after a Saturday evening
gig was amazing to me. Sleep in, have coffee in LARGE cups and then go
shopping. I love to shop. And contrary to what my mother says, I don’t ALWAYS
buy something each time I go into a store. Just sometimes. OK, a lot of the
time. But not ALWAYS!
So now, I work in retail. There are no weekends. And being
in the airport there are no holidays. We are open 365 days a year. 5 AM to when
the last flight boards. Yes, we are open on Christmas, Thanksgiving, Easter and
Yom Kippur and all the other days as well. I can’t complain. I really like my
schedule and although I work on the weekends, I have two other days off
together. MY weekend. Better actually. I can make appointments.
Still, I miss the days when stores actually closed for a day
each week. A little time off. An extra cup of coffee and the funny pages. Or
these days, the crossword puzzle.
Whatever happened to Sunday?
Have a great week…this is day one of MY weekend!
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