A Thanksgiving Plea from a Former Retail Employee

My name is Alex, and I'm a recovering retail employee. Anxiety. Night sweats. Irrational fear of plastic bags. Inability to not straighten merchandise. Debilitating, I tell you. This is the first Thanksgiving that I haven't had the big, gray, grumpy cloud of I-Have-To-Work-Black-Friday Blues in 10 years. I got my first job at age 15 and …