Shopping my arse
What the fuck is the attraction of shopping?
To me, shopping is a simple process. You gain cash by some means or other and you keep that cash. When you want or need something, you go down to the shop and exchange your hard won cash for the goods. Simple.
If I feel the need for a pint, I go into the pub, order it, pay my cash and drink it. Pretty straightforward? But now ask yourself what the pleasurable part of that transaction is. Is it the drinking of the pint or is it the paying of the cash? I would have thought that the answer is pretty obvious. After all, no one is going to enter a pub simply for the pleasure of parting with cash?
Women, on the other hand seem to enjoy the spending process. They even coined a hideous phrase for it – “retail therapy”. They will happily go shopping, not to purchase their needs but to buy fripparies and trinkets that are just going to clutter the place up. It is the spending that seems to count and not the end result. That is fucking weird.
What amuses me is that the gubmint skims around a quarter of their salaries in tax, and they bitch loudly about it. They then go and throw away a goodly chunk of whatever is left!
I had to go up to Dublin today. What’s worse, I had to go to Dundrum Shopping Centre. Of all the shopping experiences I have to endure, this one is the pits. It is a fucking huge place that is crowded and noisy. It is the stuff of nightmares. My ideal is to be strolling though the heather with a fresh breeze in my face, so having to endure the noise and the bustle of that horrendous enclosure is sheer torture. Yet women actually make a point of going there for no other reason that to wander around in the crowds and spend money on rubbish they don’t need.
Women baffle me.
Ah, the confusion of the sexes! I cannot for the life of me understand 22 grown men (two teams) running around a field after a small ball! This baffles me!
Welcome Charlotte! It’s OK. I haven’t a clue what that kicking a ball around a field thing is about either. It’s all kind of pointless.
Football. Pointless! Outrageous! I swear you are such an old nerd GD. But you are right that shopping sux ass.
If it’s just drinking the pint that’s enjoyable, why then, don’t you just drink at home? Pints are far more complex than just pissing money down the drain, although that’s a big part of it too! With shopping, never underestimate the attraction, for the action, of the transaction!
The wife’s at home.
Well, it’s mighty fine of you to “brave the mall” as it were. You’re very lucky to have survived the horrors that awaited there. Namely female type shoppers and all sorts of the very young shouting at the top of their voices in order to be heard over others shouting at the top of their voices. It’s enough to drive a stout hearted man to drink. Or have you already gotten to that point?
Having to wait aimlessly for fifteen minutes in an adjoining section while my girlfriend carefully selects garments in the lingerie department is for me a torture about accompanied shopping.
Sarah Palin didn’t cut it, but you do have some alternative views here Grandad. I particularly like Gammagoblin’s point. A visit to the pub is a lot more more complex than the pint, just as shopping is a lot more complex for the shopper.
BTW, Just an FYI, I avoid shopping malls like the plague over here. Love it when I go to Wales and can take one in there. (And a trip to London is the highlight of my trip). Beats me why that is. Like I said, a subject much more complex than you think!
I always get caught out… ‘Fancy a trip to Bantry’ she says. ‘What for’ say I, ‘Oh just to pick up x or y’. Fine methinks, 45 mins, job done. Never learn!
Hell…GD…Just shop ’til you drop!
Sunday afternoon. No post from the old man. He must have gone shopping again.
tt..or is there some important sports event on? Maybe a football game on the tele?
It is still Saturday here, and I have better things to be doing.
Yeah. Shopping.
Whip out those charge cards, GD. Pump up this rotten economy!
And the old saying rings true “Men are from Mars, woman are from Venus”
I agree that some women can (and often do) go overboard with shopping. Ever seen the movie (or read the book) “Confessions of a Shopaholic” ?? Watch it, you will see what I mean! I am a woman, and depending on my mood, I can either enjoy the shopping experience or I want to get what I need and get out! Most women who truly have the money to spend, tend to buy more frivolous than those of us who are broke or on a budget. Whether we (women) are buying for ourselves or someone else, it does make us feel good usually. Women, more so than men, enjoy buying for others, buying things to pretty up our little nests or things that make us feel good. I’m not saying that buying trinkets and such is a good or smart thing, but tit-for-tat —- if my husband would add up all the coins being tossed at a pint during a week, it would very well equal the amount spent on myself for those new boots I just bought on sale! Just saying guys…
Oops – They have shops on Venus?
Welcome, Jm30ish. Tossing coins at pints is as essential as the air we breath. Man cannot live by bread alone. He must have his pint.