After Christmass Sale

You know, guys are supposed to me guys, and you may have heard the term "it’s a guy thing" many times. I always believed that shopping is for women. Spending hours in the mall screening sales, and new clothes is never a guy thing. When a guy goes to the mall, he would directly go toward sears or bestbuy to check the new power tools, and big screen tv’s. On occasions, he would stand for like 30 minutes in front of this big screen TV just imagining how beautiful his living room would look with the addition of this TV to it. And how lovely it is when he is watching the superbowl or the Roseball football matches while sitting with his friends.

So I was married for 5 years, and over the past years, I found myself slipping into the women’s dark world of shopping. Lately, I’ve been spending hours in the mall, going to GAP for kids, and screening through the 50% and clearance sale racks of women’s cloths. I never imagined that I’ll be this weak, but realty hurts, doesn’t it.

This past weekend, I went to the mall, alone, at 800 am, while the wife and junior were asleep. I went directly to the women’s cloths, and fought my way through a sea of hungry for clearance women. Many of them looked at me a weird look, as if they were wondering "is this guy lost? Does he know that this is women’s cloths? Is he a cross-dresser?". I didn’t care, I just wanted to buy women’s cloth, it is the clearance season, right after Christmas.

Rack after rack, I drove my way through the sea of all women and not one man, except bo3bo3. I even fought with a woman for a nice beautiful jacket. She was looking at it, and I was waiting to jump on it the minute she puts it back. Well, she did put it back, and yes I did jump on it like a hungry wolf jumping on a lamb. She looked at me and said "I’m not done looking at it" but I said "it was on the rack, not in your hands" and turned away and kept moving while she said "what a jerk". Like I care anyway. The cjaket was so damn beautiful, and until now, I don’t even know what was it’s size, I just wanted it it, it looks good on my sister.

By the end of the day, I spent $380, and bought so many things. Heck, I got a $40 shirt for $1.78, that’s over 95% sale. Damn it, look at me, I even sound like a woman talking about what a deal it was. What’s wrong with me? Maybe it is time to visit my shrink again.