The Rantmonster continues:
You know, for a place the claims that its economy is in the deep nether regions of a poop-encrusted toilet, it certainly doesn't act like that's the case.
I wanted to buy my inamorato a scarf for Christmas (SHHH! Don't tell him!), but wanted to get him something a little nicer than something I'd buy for myself, which usually ends up costing 5 dollars or so, as I'm a cheap bastard. I go to a slightly-above average department store and the damned things are sporting $50-$80 price tags. They have designer names and people are just EATING them up.
I told myself: screw this, I can make one. I ended up going to a good yarn store and purchasing some quality yarn with that money. The scarf I'm making will be better quality for cheaper (though, I'm sorry, I can't make tartan).
The US is supposedly in some recession, and I know I live in the "financial capitol" of the US and that must buffer out some of the poverty, but I'm still seeing people with their latest iPhones, bluetooth headsets, video games, designer boots, hell, designer ANYTHING. Walking into that store was a carnival of commercial whoredom. I don't care if Christmas is coming up. What the hell happened to the meaning of Christmas, anyway?
America has to have their stupid baubles no matter what. It's all so silly, really.
I wanted to buy my inamorato a scarf for Christmas (SHHH! Don't tell him!), but wanted to get him something a little nicer than something I'd buy for myself, which usually ends up costing 5 dollars or so, as I'm a cheap bastard. I go to a slightly-above average department store and the damned things are sporting $50-$80 price tags. They have designer names and people are just EATING them up.
I told myself: screw this, I can make one. I ended up going to a good yarn store and purchasing some quality yarn with that money. The scarf I'm making will be better quality for cheaper (though, I'm sorry, I can't make tartan).
The US is supposedly in some recession, and I know I live in the "financial capitol" of the US and that must buffer out some of the poverty, but I'm still seeing people with their latest iPhones, bluetooth headsets, video games, designer boots, hell, designer ANYTHING. Walking into that store was a carnival of commercial whoredom. I don't care if Christmas is coming up. What the hell happened to the meaning of Christmas, anyway?
America has to have their stupid baubles no matter what. It's all so silly, really.