Yesterday a friend of mine on Facebook lamented:
“Why can I never get out of Target without spending $200??”
One comment suggested that the store casts a spell over shoppers, rendering them powerless.
I disagree.
It’s as simple as the strategy you adopt when you shop the store.
Are you hunter…or a gatherer?
Do you hunt — bring a list and ‘target’ the items you want to buy…and then head directly to the register and check out? Or do you gather — roam the aisles, letting the items that catch your eye inspire your ultimate shopping decision?
I’m a gatherer when I shop at Target. And I was never more aware of this fact than when I lived in Boston.
I sold my car when I moved there, so I usually made trips to Target with a friend who had transportation.
She was a hunter…that is, until we started shopping together at Target. With me along for the ride, she adopted my gatherer method and saw her totals increase astronomically.
I couldn’t disagree. The gatherer method does help you spot items that aren’t on your list…or maybe never should be. But it can also be a lot more fun.
Roaming the aisles for me was part of the total Target experience…which included eating dinner at Taco Bell in the food court.
I think she came to truly enjoy the dark side. (I bet my friend on Facebook does, too.)
Name that bar
I am on my way to Boston, and was determined to find blog inspiration en route.
It only took two blocks.
On 10th Avenue in Hell’s Kitchen is a bar called Lansdowne Road, New York City’s best sports bar if you believe their marketing. I don’t know about that, but the name certainly jumps out to me.
I lived off Lansdowne Road in Lexington, Kentucky..in my very first apartment of my very own. (Translation: no roommates)
After 12 years in the pricey Northest, the place seems even bigger in my memory. And at $350 a month for a one-bedroom with free parking, well, I don’t mind admitting — I just threw up a little in my throat.
Yeah, I may have to pay this Lansdowne Bar a visit, just for the nostalgia. If it is near a Target, I’ll move in.
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