I used to hear an ad on Pandora radio that started like this:
On a good day you go shopping
On a really good day you go shoe shopping with your best friend . . .
Really? That’s a good day??? I hate shopping of all kinds. It’s something I put off until the last minute. I hate spending all that money, and often I can’t find what I’m looking for. So it’s off to another store, and another store . . . until I finally give up and go home or just settle for something close to what I want.
|Photo by Alvimann, from morguefile.com|
I have a confession to make: I buy men’s shoes most of the time. They are cheaper, fit better and feel MUCH more comfortable. But I still don’t like shoe shopping.
And why would I go shopping with my best friend? Why would I subject her to that torture? That’s not what friends are for. Occasionally we might stop in a gift shop or a museum store and prowl around a bit, but it’s always in conjunction with something more fun—like visiting a nearby town to have lunch, tour a museum and generally explore. We would never go shopping just for the sake of shopping.
On a good day? I don’t go shopping. I might go out for tea at a local coffeeshop, attend a concert or play, take a long walk with my camera, play board games with good friends, or jam Irish folk music in the basement of the music store. Anything but shopping.