Early Saturday afternoon, hubs and I set out on our Christmas shopping trip. I was not thrilled about going on Saturday, especially in the afternoon. It was rainy, humid, and the winds were gusting 40 mph-not a perfect shopping day.
I appreciate the gesture that my husband tried as he might, not to scare me half to death with his driving in the city. It did not work. That was a really big curb……
Why are electronics so expensive? Especially anything video game related? $59.99 for XBOX360 games is outrageous. Everything on Bubba’s wishlist was high priced ($59.99 being the lowest priced). I hope Bubba isn’t disappointed when he only has 5-6 gifts to unwrap……it’s about quality NOT quantity. Santa does have a budget. I could go into the whole speech about the REAL meaning of Christmas but I am not.
About 2 hours into our shopping trip, the hubs started to get whiney. I had to promptly remind him that our shopping trip was his idea, not mine. And why was he complaining anyhow? He is the one who disappears for hours inside every Wal-Mart, Target, Best Buy, and even a PetSmart we shopped in! I had to repeatedly call him on his phone to find him, he’s worse than shopping with a kid! The only added benefit of the hubs wandering off is I can pile the cart full with whatever I want.
The Target sales-people in the Electronic section of the Owasso Oklahoma store ROCK. The sales person who assisted us answered our questions about a certain very expensive Apple product clearly and patiently making sure we understood everything we needed to know about the very expensive Apple product before we dropped a load of cash on it. On the Eve of our shopping trip, I called the Apple 800 number and spoke to a customer service representative who left me more confused after my phone call.
Our search for a non-girly pink ‘play kitchen’ proved to be harder than what we anticipated. After stopping at Target and 2 Wal-Marts, the hubs and I were getting a bit worried about finding Wee One a ‘play kitchen’ that was NOT girly. Fortunately, there was one ‘play kitchen,’ which was NOT Dora The Explorer or girly themed. It was located on a high shelf in a HUGE box at the last Wal-Mart store we shopped. Of course, it being Wal-Mart, not one sales person was available to assist us. The hubs, being a man of action, retrieved the huge box from high above and set it next to our ½ full cart. Then he went to get another cart to put the huge box inside. As I was standing near the box waiting, an older lady with an extremely tall behive hairdo tried to take the ‘play kitchen’. When I stopped her from snatching it from beside my cart, BeeHive lady said, “It is not in your cart!” in a very hateful tone with narrowed eyes. I did not explain that I had no room in my cart or that my husband went to get us another cart or anything else. I ignored her and kept my hand on top of the box where it had been the entire time. BeeHive Lady made a 2nd attempt at grabbing the huge box away from me. I thought to myself, “Is this idiot really doing this?!?!” Luckily the hubs arrived with the extra cart, saving me from behaving badly towards the nasty BeeHive Lady.
Why is it, in every crowd of people, someone has to fart? Gah! I nearly lost my dinner at Target. I was following the salesman down an aisle and passed by a kid playing a video game. It was obvious the kid had let off a putrefied stinker just seconds prior to our approach-he had that sneaky look when we passed by him. I coughed and gagged. The salesman coughed and asked if I was okay. The hubs said, “It wasn’t me! That was baaaaaaad”.
My shopping survival tip: after 4 top-shelf margaritas from Monterey’s Tex Mex none of the above really matters..
Those margaritas made my shopping excursion tolerable. I was thankful NOT to be the designated driver for once.