I have a MAJOR problem with the store Target. This problem has been going on for a long, long time and it doesn't seem to be getting any better.
My problem with Target is that I have no problem with Target.
This is the most severe problem of them all.
There is a Target about 2 miles from my house, which is much, much too close as I can practically hear it calling my name when I am bored on a Saturday afternoon.
It is always clean. Items are always in stock. The employees are always friendly and willing to help. I have actually done price comparisons on a variety of general household items and the Target price almost always wins. NO good can come of this.
For those of you who do not live in The United States, Target is a store that basically has everything you could need, and then some. In addition to the basics like toilet bowl cleaner, mascara and wrapping paper - they have clothing, shoes, home decor, small appliances, food, jewelry, a pharmacy, etc, etc.
"Oh look, a doormat shaped like a pumpkin," I say.
"Ugh," says my wallet.
"Oh shut your pie hole wallet, you little reclusive freak, and do as you're told," I reply.
Don't EVEN get me started on the current Halloween section they have going on. It is a thing of beauty. Due to my new-found sense of financial restraint that has been struck upon me by the hand of something that I like to call "being an adult" (which is code for immigration fees and getting married), I was able to walk out of there this weekend with only a few items in tow, but it wasn't easy people.
Oh yes, Target. I do love you. But I hate you - in the same way that I hate ice cream and US Weekly magazine. It is a hate based on a deep, deep love. I know that makes no sense, but something tells me that many of you will understand - I cannot be the only one with this problem...please tell me I'm not the only one...