I'm going Christmas shopping today with an old pal that I have recently reunited with after many years of being out of touch.
I really need to get the present ball rolling like mad, as I have very few gifts to bring...pa-rum-pum-pum-pum. I am slightly ashamed, as my shopping is usually complete, wrapped and nestled under my sweet plastic tree three weeks prior to Christmas. This year, however, I find that the big day is around the corner and I'm completely unprepared. I am never unprepared...I usually prepare for the preparations. But I digress.
I tried something totally new the other night, and I have to admit, I didn't like it one bit. I shopped online.
Blech!
I love shopping. I love pawing through the products, holding my soon-to-be-purchased items in my cramped and tired arms as I wander through the store, and carrying my overstuffed bags through the mall despite the fact that the plastic handles begin cutting into my fingers and halt my circulation. It's a risk all professional shoppers take.
I enjoy shopping with a partner because lovely purchasing conversation always ensues. "Ohhh, look at that!" "Let's stop at the MAC counter." "What are you buying for so-and-so this year?"
Shopping is a social event. And online shopping is a solo act.
The only solo act I do is my imaginary nightclub routine.
Online shopping left me completely unsatisfied. It's the same type of emotion I experience when I have to go into a Home Depot or similar store -- I don't understand it, and therefore, I don't like it. (Home Depot scares me for the only thing they sell that I comprehend in my non-home improvement kind of life are spring flowers.)
I also equate my hallow experience to my disdain of the Kindle. I promise you that unless books are no longer published on bound sheets of paper in my lifetime, I will never use a Kindle or similar product. How can I curl up with a Kindle? How can I stack the beloved stories on my bookshelves? Double-blech!
My brother has made fun of my aversion to technological advances for years...often offering me an abacus in exchange for a computer.
I guess it's sort of true.
I think as long as there are stores for me to roam around I will continue on my shopping sojourn. And then I'll come home and read -- a book.
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2 comments:
It's not the shopping I don't like so much as the other shoppers. Common courtesy has gone out the door for adults and don't even get me started on their children and lack of supervision. A few months ago this little boy was crawling under the dressing room while Kae tried on pants, I had to tell the mother TWICE, then just yelled at the kid myself because her cell phone was obviously more important.
I'd do it all online if I could.
I should add to this that I thoroughly enjoy Christmas shopping with my BFF. Getting up early, plotting our course and filling up the car as we go along. We always end up at Williams Sonoma sampling whatever hot deliciousness they have out. That's fun, I'm not totally Grinchy.
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