TOP TEN REASONS I HATE THE MALL IN DECEMBER
1. I should probably tell you that I hate the mall every month out of the year, and I try to avoid going at all cost. The month of December is worse!
2. Where is Christmas Cheer? I’ve been to the mall four, yes I said FOUR, times this month. Most of the people I have come across can’t even share a smile, much less show common courtesy.
3. Is it just me, or are the items that are 40% off already overpriced by 50%?
4. The parking lot was so full! There were cars just sitting in the aisle waiting for people to come out and leave. So if you happen to turn down an aisle without looking, you could get stuck behind said car waiting for who knows what! Speaking from full experience here, and it is quite frustrating to be sitting behind that car, expecting someone to pull out so they will move, and it never happens.
5. I don’t like crowds. I have personal space, and I will respect your personal space.You aren’t allowed personal space at the mall in December. I was constantly bumping elbows with someone, or having my foot stepped on.
6. They have a train weaving in and out of the crowds of people! A train. Need I say more?
7. The lines to check out are horrendous. Why have 4 people working in the store and only 1 at the checkout?
8. I don’t understand the kiosks in the middle where people just randomly decide to get a massage while shopping. In clear view of everyone else. Sure, a massage sounds wonderful to me. I’ve never paid to have one, but I can imagine a warm room with candles, aromatherapy, and an angelic looking person ready to rub the stress away. Am I the only one that has a problem here? Please tell me you don’t think I’m weird!
9. I also don’t want to be tempted by the wonderfully delicious looking chocolate covered treats and apples that are selling for what I can buy an entire bag of apples. I thought about it. Really I’m still thinking about it…No, I don’t want to go back.
10. Santa doesn’t bring out the best in all children. I’ve got three kids, so I can speak from personal experience here. We teach our kids to stay away from strangers, yet we plop them down on Santa’s lap and walk away. Then we wonder why they scream for the next 20 minutes. Hhmmmm…
I’m linking up with Oh Amanda for this post.