I hate convenience.
Apparently Best Buy and Target have both just donated a crap-ton of money to a political candidate's campaign. Normally I, and the rest of the world, wouldn't care, but this person supports radically ant-equality organizations. Which is bad.
This makes me really sad, because Target is basically my most-visited store. Probably 75% of my wardrobe is from there, because my family can't afford to get all our clothes at the mall and we don't do Wal-Mart. We get most of our groceries there too, the exceptions being milk and fruit and vegetables and all the perishables. Their prices are really good and they basically sell everything you need in one building.
And it's basically the most convenient place ever.
But now that I have a reason to hate Target, I've realized just how much money I give them. And I'm not talking about food and clothes. I'm talking all the extra things, like music and games and books and stuff. I always look at Target first if I want a book or a movie or a CD, because their prices are always better than Borders and there's a higher chance that I'll find it there than at Giant Eagle. I bought all my markers and fun art stuff (that's not yarn or string) at Target. If I really need chocolate *cough cough* I'll go get a bag of Milky Ways at Target. We get all our pictures developed there and my beautiful record player that I love so much is from there too.
My room is basically a giant Target warehouse with everything a 20 year old girl could need.
(Also, we get most of our computer stuff at Best Buy since Circuit City went bye-bye.)
So this is my long-winded way of saying that Target better redeem themselves like, yesterday, because if they don't I'm gonna have to find a new place to get all my crap. And convincing my mom not to shop there is going to be impossible. She won't care.
I'm really frustrated and angry right now. This is basically me going to my fucking Christian college all over again. Giving "the establishment" money when I don't agree with their views.
(And great day for this all to come out, too, because I had to babysit two little boys who decided they were going to be incredibly whiney and annoying ALL FUCKING DAY. If I have kids, I will not put up with that shit.)
This makes me really sad, because Target is basically my most-visited store. Probably 75% of my wardrobe is from there, because my family can't afford to get all our clothes at the mall and we don't do Wal-Mart. We get most of our groceries there too, the exceptions being milk and fruit and vegetables and all the perishables. Their prices are really good and they basically sell everything you need in one building.
And it's basically the most convenient place ever.
But now that I have a reason to hate Target, I've realized just how much money I give them. And I'm not talking about food and clothes. I'm talking all the extra things, like music and games and books and stuff. I always look at Target first if I want a book or a movie or a CD, because their prices are always better than Borders and there's a higher chance that I'll find it there than at Giant Eagle. I bought all my markers and fun art stuff (that's not yarn or string) at Target. If I really need chocolate *cough cough* I'll go get a bag of Milky Ways at Target. We get all our pictures developed there and my beautiful record player that I love so much is from there too.
My room is basically a giant Target warehouse with everything a 20 year old girl could need.
(Also, we get most of our computer stuff at Best Buy since Circuit City went bye-bye.)
So this is my long-winded way of saying that Target better redeem themselves like, yesterday, because if they don't I'm gonna have to find a new place to get all my crap. And convincing my mom not to shop there is going to be impossible. She won't care.
I'm really frustrated and angry right now. This is basically me going to my fucking Christian college all over again. Giving "the establishment" money when I don't agree with their views.
(And great day for this all to come out, too, because I had to babysit two little boys who decided they were going to be incredibly whiney and annoying ALL FUCKING DAY. If I have kids, I will not put up with that shit.)