Monday, October 8, 2007

the gym, drugs and the mall

ok... let me set some context for those of you who don't know me. i love shopping*. the reason for that asterisk is bc i love shopping for certain things. i love shopping for jewelry (ooo... shiny), shoes, handbags and general accessories. i hate shopping for clothes and i hate searching through racks of discount items that are not appropriately organized. these are things that drive me mad. and would consider the route the young gentleman had taken if i were so inclined to deal with a tough situation if the course were appropriate.
anyway - with the context set let me relay my story. my gym is located in the mall. yes, that's like putting a liquor store next to an AA mtg or a pastry shop next to weight watchers - so yes, i walk through the mall window shopping to get energized for the fabulously tiny clothes i will one day wear because i've been working out and losing weight (it's goofy logic, i know, work with me). so i parked my car and walked towards the mall entrance (i try to park far away from the door since i'm going to the gym to workout anyway)... and i see a cloud of smoke emanating from between 2 cars - i notice the smoke is some what herbal and i have the sudden urge for mac n' cheese and realize that this guy/kid is getting high before going into the mall with his girlfriend. now, i accept that not all people love to shop like i do - but getting high - is that really necessary? the dude was crouched down between the cars while the girlfriend was standing there in jeans, heals and a coach bag (i notice these things, i can't help it) and watching as he got high in the parking lot. she might have been disgusted but i couldn't really tell.
as i have admitted i don't love the super sales where all the clothes are mixed in and to be honest shopping for work clothes is a level of hell, i'm convinced - but getting high - would this help? i'm not for illegal drugs as a personal choice - but perhaps if i spoke to my doctor about painkillers trying on jeans might not suck as much. it's a thought.
i just couldn't believe that this young guy/kid was getting high before shopping with his girlfriend. what would possess someone to say - you know, i really don't enjoy shopping with you and i'd hate it less if i were high because i wouldn't care. i wonder if perhaps this is her genius idea... 'honey, can i have your credit card?' so that he doesn't realize how much she's spending. she might just be brilliant!!!
only time will tell.

1 comment:

Oh_mama said...

Ok, I nearly spit coffee on my computer when I read this "perhaps if i spoke to my doctor about painkillers trying on jeans might not suck as much." HAHAHAH! SO TRUE!