I have never understood people's obsession with shopping. I just
don't get it.  I have shopaholic friends who live and breathe
for sales and a free day to spend 10 hours surrounded by the
general public (AKA the unwashed masses) in a manic state of
consumer consumption.  They are those who actually get up early
on a Saturday to be at the mall when it opens and look forward
to lunch in the food court mystify me. Those who don't think
twice about risking their lives for a parking space or their
hearing as they are assaulted by the 106 dB looping retail
music.  I have to spend an entire morning just psyching myself
up for a trip to Walmart for dog and cat food or Costco for
laundry soap, Boca burgers and salmon let alone the days of
meditation I have to do to get myself in a calming place before
going to a mall. Personally, I think everyone's shopping
experience at big box stores and malls would be much, much, much
better if the greeters handed out "adult brownies" at the door.
I'm just sayin'.  Not to mention t