Tis' the Season

Well the Holidays are upon us once again, and I've got the tree up in all of its' glory.

I decided that I needed to experience my first Black Friday (ever) and boy oh boy, was I in for a treat! One of my favorite stores is Target. You can get pretty much anything you need from here--practically speaking. Plus...I signed up for their 5% back, on each purchase, debit card. And...I'm glad I did.

So, it was Thanksgiving Eve and I vowed to wake up in the wee hours of Friday morn...and put on my girdle for some roll your sleeves up, and get down to biz'ness type of shopping. And then it happened.
I didn't get up till 8AM. (Minus feeding the cat at 2AM and then again at 5AM) So, I admit--I wasn't trying to set any records with my Black Friday attendance.

I finally made it to Target at 8:30AM to find absolutely ZERO shopping carts and nay a parking space in sight. I succumbed to parking on the side of Target and schlepping myself 1/2 a mile (what? it felt like that to me!) to the front door.

Most of the "doorbuster items were either totally gone or barely available," but I did manage to pick myself up a couple of those DVD movies, an iTunes gift card, and a 1/2 off christmas tree with the lights already on it! (finally, I don't have to string those damned things round and round my tree anymore) And then...the line. I spent almost a damned hour in that line that snaked up and down the aisles proceeding the registers. (don't think you can fool this lady...nuh uh! I know why you had us do that. So as to make a few more extra dollars, in hopes that we'd add some make-up, and snacks and what-nots that lurk in each aisle) Though, I will admit. I did add in some mascara and conditioner to my cart from a couple of those aisles. (DAMN IT!)

But all said...it was worth the experience. I got my $197 worth of purchases for around $70. Not too shabby!!

Now I'm off to deck the halls; and rock around the Christmas tree.

Happy Holidays!

Attention Shoppers...I have PMS (this is short for keep your distance)

Take it from Ruthie and Gloria--green stamps were the way to go. Just get what you need and then go home...we are living in some "return to basics" times.

Is it just my imagination or are women getting more and more checked out as they shop? Remember the days of old...where Ruthie and Gloria would head out to do their shopping and then courteously wait while the clerk would dole out their earned allotment of S&H green stamps--and in a civilized manner--head back home to diligently lick and stick them on their sheets to turn in to the catalog for their deals?

Those were the days!

Now, it's one for all and all for one. May the bitchiest bitch win--as she scores her deal--regardless of who she has to trample over for it.

Yesterday, I decided to kill some time and head in to our local TJ Maxx store--where you allegedly get the max for the minimum (what? that's what their commercial says); and I should have suited up in full on battle gear. It was a nuthouse. And, mostly women.

I really couldn't believe my eyes. And common courtesy? Out the window completely. These were grown women acting like emaciated wildlife; and hungry for a kill. I found myself ducking down aisles where nobody else was just to get a moment of peace. And, just as I had found my moment of peace--in the most perfect spot--designed for just ONE person. Yep! You guessed it.

"Excuse me."

So I kindly look up from the rack to see another woman waiting with entitlement and that "move out of my way" look--and to avoid a total eruption of my PMS--I obliged her and forced myself practically into the rack of clothes to let her by.

Now. For a moment, I actually had this thought. "That wasn't so bad. All I had to do was interrupt my shopping and move aside real quick to let her by."

And, then. Much to my dismay...she stops. Right in the very spot I had been standing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WTF??? I thought very quickly to myself...who does this?
So I cleverly said, "Oh, I thought you actually wanted by me so that is why I moved."
And her reply...
"Well, I did and then I saw something on the rack."

Where the hell do these people come from? Do they crawl out from under a rock? Did they just never learn common courtesy? All of these questions were swarming through my mind. Meanwhile...I just moved on and shook my head in disgust. Was it really necessary for her to see that very piece of clothing on that sale rack--at that very moment? Or could she maybe have waited...ohhhh...like 30 seconds or so for me to move on from MY spot?!!

And all I can think of is this...Please ladies, personal space and courtesy goes a long way when we're all subject to PMS at any random moment. We must get it together and stop being bitchy to one another--this world needs us to get along and help it. Not check out in a daze and go shopping.

Just Sayin'.