Panic Buying
It's the last shopping day before the whole country shuts down for christmas. You've been looking all over for something, anything, to buy your favourite person. Something that says you care, that makes them see you in a new light.
Well, something that won't make them punch you would do. My brother-in-law once bought his wife a bin for her birthday - it was a very nice bin, but boy was he in the crud for days.
What have you bought in sheer panic and desperation? Go on, you know you do it every year.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 15:10)
It's the last shopping day before the whole country shuts down for christmas. You've been looking all over for something, anything, to buy your favourite person. Something that says you care, that makes them see you in a new light.
Well, something that won't make them punch you would do. My brother-in-law once bought his wife a bin for her birthday - it was a very nice bin, but boy was he in the crud for days.
What have you bought in sheer panic and desperation? Go on, you know you do it every year.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 15:10)
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My birthday a few years back
My friend was mad with herself for forgetting about it, but there wasn't much she could do about it since we were in school.
At the lunch bell she mysteriously disappeared and came back near the end of it, shopping bag in tow.
Apparently she had made her way through the woods behind the school and into the home and garden store on the other side.
She got me the first thing she saw that she could afford, which turned out to be a plastic garden gnome.
I still have him. He's named Edgar.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 16:24, Reply)
My friend was mad with herself for forgetting about it, but there wasn't much she could do about it since we were in school.
At the lunch bell she mysteriously disappeared and came back near the end of it, shopping bag in tow.
Apparently she had made her way through the woods behind the school and into the home and garden store on the other side.
She got me the first thing she saw that she could afford, which turned out to be a plastic garden gnome.
I still have him. He's named Edgar.
( , Fri 23 Dec 2005, 16:24, Reply)
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