Let me start off by saying that I absolutely adore Target as much as the next 20-something white female. I rarely leave that place of sweet, sweet shopping Heaven with smaller then a 3 digit bill….That being said, I think I’ve finally cracked the code, solved the puzzle, and unraveled the conundrum that is the money-suck of Target.
Let’s back up to the beginning…
Saturday morning dawned nice and bright and I set off to procure some goodies for the pseudo niece at a few yard sales. I found them, and like any good yard-saler only paid $1.25 for my cache. A giant stuffed elephant originally caught my eye, but once this monkey entered the picture there was no doubt which one I’d be taking home.
Ignore me, and just look at the cutest baby in all of baby-dom.
The cutest right? Anyway, There I was having the best morning ever, when a lens from my sunglasses popped out. Very random and hard to recover from mid-conversation with the yard-sale owner. This tragedy left me sunglass-less for the rest of the sunny weekend.
Monday rolls around and I set off in search of new sunglasses because it’s summer and no one likes squint lines. Target is forever at the top of any shopping trip list, so I went there first. Only on the look-out for one item I fore-went the basket or buggy and like a girl on a mission even passed the $1 bins straight through the bags/jewelry sections to the sunglasses. Feeling pretty awesome for ignoring ALL the things, I proceeded to try on several pairs of shades. I liked them all of course but not the steep tag of $17. Call me cheap, it’s a label that fits me well.
Discouraged but not defeated I decided to ponder this grand purchase by browsing the aisles. Big Mistake. 20 minutes and an armful of goodies later, I knew I was in trouble.
I believe this is JB’s debut on the blog as well….welcome Dude
Problem #1, I was teetering on the edge of needing a cart if just one more small item was added to the pile. Problem #2, I still didn’t have a pair of sunglasses. And Problem #3, perhaps the biggest and most pressing, I’m poor (refer back to this post) and can’t afford even half the stuff I was picking up.
Fast forward to the point where I walked out those electronic gates with nothing in hand……nothing ladies. Somehow I entered into the very depths of Target and walked away, wallet unscathed. How did I do it? How did I beat a system designed for me to fail?
I’ll tell you.
I forgot my wallet in the car……(not on purpose mind you.)
Yup the puzzle that is Target has been solved. Don’t take your money into the store if you don’t want to end up with no moneys. Your welcome.
This message has been brought to you by the very forgetful and blonde mind of Kelsey.
Also another of my articles was published yesterday on RunHaven. it’s called “The Eight Different Types of Runners” and from the comments it’s yielded, I think there will be a second installment soon!
How does everyone else deal with the love obsession of a store?
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