Itís not shopping I hate; itís shopping carts. I figured that out yesterday in Kmart and applied it today in Target. Itís actually quite a relief to have figured this out so early in the shopping season (although I doubt Iíll be frequenting the stores and malls all that much, because I really do hate shopping). (As well as its carts.)
It was a sign of hopeful optimism that I even took a cart and pushed it through Kmart. I rarely find what Iím looking for there, and the layout isnít very intuitive, so I end up wandering up and down the same aisles over and over. Thatís exactly what happened, in fact. I wouldnít have gone in there in the first place, but I got a tip. I wonít say what I was after, because the intended recipient might get wind of it, but I had it on some authority that I could find it at Kmart. That turned out to be sadly illusory.
The worst part of the trek through the ímart was trying to get close enough to the items so that I could know what I was looking at. Everybody else had a cart, and they didnít seem to be having any trouble. They were just in my way, so that I had to make a lot of U-turns. I wandered and poked around and had no luck, so I took the cart back to the front of the store and went back to look again without it. I still didnít find anything, but it was a much more pleasant experience.
So I came home and ordered the items on line. The cost of shipping turned out to be a lot less than the value of the time I wasted.