A wasted Shopping Trip by George
Hi folks,
George here and in a thoroughly cheesed of mood! I am sure I am turning into a grumpy old man and if Maud is to be believed it has already happened. So; not to be perturbed I have decided to have a moan, but not about Christmas starting in September, no that can wait for another time.
No; this moan is about the mirage of a bargain. Like everyone else in the Country I was upset to hear of the demise of one of this countries great high street names recently. Not only has a great name gone for good, but I like everyone else have a memory of that great store from my child hood.
Mine was when I was 8 years old and after what seemed an eternity I had managed to save 5 £1 notes yes notes, an absolute fortune. I trundled down to the store having secreted the fortune in my sock in order to buy a board game, no computers then, and managed to purchase Monopoly for £3.95. The change I spent on sweets and the rest got me into the cinema to watch Jaws ( I pretended I was with another family).
But childhood was then and now I am a sprightly 21+ something and consequently look for a bargain in other peoples misfortune. Now do not say that; we all do it, we slow down at accidents, ask for the details when something goes wrong in someones life and so on, even if we do not admit it out loud . But the prospect of taking advantage of a closing down sale which already had a sale on was simply to good to miss. So of I trudged thinking that if I was careful my £200.00 budget could be reduced to £20.00 and no one would be the wiser, ha ha an absolute winner.
Upon entering the shop I should have suspected something was amiss. The crowds were not evenly spaced, in fact everyone was to the right and no one to the left. However being a bloke and thinking that they must have already shopped in the left hand side; I innocently wandered over into the void.
Within 5 seconds my jaw was slack, my eyes glazed and my need of a pint enhanced. There were no reductions, everything was as priced apart from the odd 10% here and 7 for 8 there. CDs, DVDs everything which is quick and easy for stocking fillers were the same price, where were the bargains? Where was my money saving going to take place?
After the initial shock I drifted aimlessly over to the crowded side. Here at last were the bargains, waist paper bins a £1, mugs reduced to a £1, bathroom mirrors £2 and so on and so on. Deciding I needed to rethink my plan I visited a nearby watering hole and contemplated my fate over my favourite pint which had just gone up by another 3p.
So when you think there maybe a bargain be warned, image is not everything, it may be a mirage and your hopes may be dashed.
In terms of Maud, I have a plan. The mirror, i will say; is to reflect your beauty my love, the waist paper bin; to empty your life of everything that is holding you back and the mug to drink to the new opportunities around the corner.
Happy Christmas everyone
George
George here and in a thoroughly cheesed of mood! I am sure I am turning into a grumpy old man and if Maud is to be believed it has already happened. So; not to be perturbed I have decided to have a moan, but not about Christmas starting in September, no that can wait for another time.
No; this moan is about the mirage of a bargain. Like everyone else in the Country I was upset to hear of the demise of one of this countries great high street names recently. Not only has a great name gone for good, but I like everyone else have a memory of that great store from my child hood.
Mine was when I was 8 years old and after what seemed an eternity I had managed to save 5 £1 notes yes notes, an absolute fortune. I trundled down to the store having secreted the fortune in my sock in order to buy a board game, no computers then, and managed to purchase Monopoly for £3.95. The change I spent on sweets and the rest got me into the cinema to watch Jaws ( I pretended I was with another family).
But childhood was then and now I am a sprightly 21+ something and consequently look for a bargain in other peoples misfortune. Now do not say that; we all do it, we slow down at accidents, ask for the details when something goes wrong in someones life and so on, even if we do not admit it out loud . But the prospect of taking advantage of a closing down sale which already had a sale on was simply to good to miss. So of I trudged thinking that if I was careful my £200.00 budget could be reduced to £20.00 and no one would be the wiser, ha ha an absolute winner.
Upon entering the shop I should have suspected something was amiss. The crowds were not evenly spaced, in fact everyone was to the right and no one to the left. However being a bloke and thinking that they must have already shopped in the left hand side; I innocently wandered over into the void.
Within 5 seconds my jaw was slack, my eyes glazed and my need of a pint enhanced. There were no reductions, everything was as priced apart from the odd 10% here and 7 for 8 there. CDs, DVDs everything which is quick and easy for stocking fillers were the same price, where were the bargains? Where was my money saving going to take place?
After the initial shock I drifted aimlessly over to the crowded side. Here at last were the bargains, waist paper bins a £1, mugs reduced to a £1, bathroom mirrors £2 and so on and so on. Deciding I needed to rethink my plan I visited a nearby watering hole and contemplated my fate over my favourite pint which had just gone up by another 3p.
So when you think there maybe a bargain be warned, image is not everything, it may be a mirage and your hopes may be dashed.
In terms of Maud, I have a plan. The mirror, i will say; is to reflect your beauty my love, the waist paper bin; to empty your life of everything that is holding you back and the mug to drink to the new opportunities around the corner.
Happy Christmas everyone
George
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