What is your favourite store in the world?
Here is how my basic non-grocery store shopping generally goes:
“There’s a hole in your jeans.” My sister says while pointing at a large hole in my pant leg I’ve been aware of for quite some time.
“Yeah, I know. I should probably get a new pair…”
A few days go by, I’m wearing the jeans with the hole once again. As I walk to the bathroom, I snag the structurally unsound pant leg on the coffee table, causing the hole to grow to a size I can no longer ignore. I let out a resigned sigh as I dig out another pair of pants that are significantly less comfortable and get changed.
‘What store is close by that sells jeans for less than $50? Target? Probably.’ I think as I change.
On my way out I grab my coat and my keys and head to the store. When I arrive I glance around, trying to figure out where the jeans are. I head towards the aisles that look to have clothes at a brisk pace, not bothering to grab a cart or shopping basket.
I finally locate the jeans, glad I didn’t have to walk past the movie section because I probably shouldn’t buy one, and look for a pair of jeans that don’t have any stupid designs on them. I grab a pair in my size, grimace at how much they cost and head to the self-checkout. I grab a chocolate bar from the impulse purchase shelf and pay for my items. I walk out of the store as fast as I walked in. Less than ten minutes have past.
That’s how I shop. I don’t have a favourite store. I have a ‘store close by that will serve my needs’. If I want a computer or movie, Futureshop (Best Buy for any American readers) is literally right across the street. If I need clothes, Target or Walmart are a 5 minute drive up the road. Everything else I want (and a lot of the time those things too) I buy online.