The Story of a Girl and Her Mission to Get a KitchenAid Mixer

I have been wanting a KitchenAid Standing Mixer since I registered at Bed, Bath and Beyond for my wedding three years ago. I didn't get the mixer as a wedding gift, which is understandable, they cost up to $300 or $400.

My second chance for a KitchenAid mixer was last Christmas. I thought for sure my husband was going to buy me one, my sister even bought me an attachment for it. But instead, my husband bought me diamond earings... the nerve of him!!

So, when Black Friday approached this year I was determined to find one for a great deal. I searched the ads on Thanksgiving Day for the best deal I could find, and there were some good ones out there, but the best one was at Wal-Mart for $130! Awesome! I decided I would do the leg work and try to get it, if my husband would pay for it as an early Christmas present. He agreed.

Now, I don't usually go shopping on Black Friday, but this year I was on a mission. I committed myself to going to as many Wal-Marts as it took until I found my cherished mixer. So, I got up early Friday morning and was out the door, arriving at the first Wal-Mart by 7:00 a.m. I ran in, zig-zagged through the crowds of people, heading straight to the kitchen department. I asked for assistance and felt a sting of disappointment when the associate told me all the mixers were gone.

I was off to the next location. I ran out of the store, got in my car and speeded down the road to the next closest Wal-Mart. I got there in record time, thanks to all the green lights I caught on Dale Mabry. Again, I ran into the store, zig-zagged and arrived at the kitchen department. I didn't see what I was looking for. But, I didn't panic. I asked an associate and she took me to the aisle and said, "I think we're all out of those." But something inside me didn't believe her. I went up to another associate and a manager and asked them. The associate took me to the area where they had been on display. We saw a lone mixer, the one priced for $130, in a shopping cart. We looked around wondering if it was someone's cart. After a few seconds, no one claimed it, so I grabbed it and wheeled it straight to the nearest checkout aisle.

Was it someone else's cart? I don't know. But look, if you leave your cart unattended on Black Friday, that's your fault. You're asking for someone to jack your stuff.

Mission: Accomplished!