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Wednesday, December 21, 2005 

Shopping Crowds

Just got back from Town. I swear to goodness I must go there at least once a week. Dammit.

So I just got back from Town. The experience reminded all my senses of why I do my shopping in November.

I hate people. More accurately: I hate grabby, smelly, pushy, loud crowds. Crowds in general are a great place to hide but not shopping crowds. They are a different beast entirely. One, they're grabby. People push into you to reach for a toy or cologne or mp3 player display in front of you. It's like they can't wait their turn to look at junk. Two, they're smelly. Not the nice, Gardenia, Competition, or even CK1 kinda smell, but sweaty, sometimes cigarette smokey smell. Three, they're very pushy. They push to get into the store, to get at the crapwhile you're at line, and as you're trying to get out of the store. Four, they're loud. Even through my iPod.

On the plus side I found a nice present for Brad and Soumik.

I just got back from Town and I'm never coming back.