June 8,1998
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I shopped for a new mini-stereo for my office and a new tv today. I bought neither. All I have to show for a day's hard shopping is a frog beanie baby, Great Books for Girls, and a talking Lost in Space robot key chain. The robot says one of three famous lines when you push his bubble head:
About the only thing the key chain doesn't do that I wish it would is badmouth Dr. Smith. So how could I emerge without the items I went for? Too many choices. Poor quality for the price. Sticker shock. Shopping fatigue. You name it. First I went to Service Merchandise to check out a stereo they had advertised in the Sunday paper. The controls were so flimsy I was afraid I would break them within a week. The TVs on sale in the same circular were not that great either. So I tried Circuit City. The TVs were the same as at Service Merchandise only more expensive. I did find a shelf stereo system (a little bigger size than I wanted) for a reasonable price with reasonable sound and I would have bought it except that the salesman had another customer and went to deal with them leaving me to play with the system. After 15 minutes or so of trying every button on the system and looking at other devices (clocks, clock radios, antennae, personal CD players) he still wasn't back and there was nothing else I wanted to know about the damn thing. I waited a little longer and then felt this sensation in my jeans that every woman knows ... time to go home to the feminine supplies without a new stereo. I did make another attempt later at the Circuit City Express in the Mall at Rockingham Park, but they didn't have the system I liked and I was bored with the whole thing anyway. I browsed a few stores in the mall and ended up in Learning Express on the lookout for things to amuse the nieces now that piano is over for the season (except for the makeup class). That's where I found the three items I did purchase. Other than that, I drank coffee, gave Tom and Julie a ride home in the rain, worked on the IDRI web page, paid bills... the meaning of life. |
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