Shopping.

I felt like ranting a little about some stuff that happened to me today.

I was asked recently by someone the question, "why don't you like shopping?". I really did not have an answer to such a question, but now ... i do.

I was forced to go shopping with my mom today at the famed metrotown winners. This is how the general gist of it went.

7:04- arrival at winners
7:20- I finished looking at the men's section.
7:30- I finished looking at possible shoes i wanted (only to realize that it didn't come in size 14)
7:45- brother wanted to go potty (yes i was taking care of my bro , keep this fact in mind)
8:00- Asked mom when we'll leave she said, "soon"
8:20- left due to lack of enthusiasm and decided to wait in the car.
8:45- phoned mom to ask when we were leaving. Reply, "in 5minutes"
9:00- phoned again, reply, "i'm almost done"
9:15- Mom came out with a bag consisting of... 1 t-shirt, and 2 waterbottles.

for 2 hours and 11minutes i was taking care of my brother, trying to entertain him to not get bored and entertain myself in the process... needless to say, it failed.

What's the point of shopping so much if you're never going to buy it? I enjoy looking at things as much as anyone else, but spending 2hrs in 1 aisle (yes 1 aisle) looking at clothing only to buy 1 t-shirt is a pointless waste of time.

Anyone who can convince me otherwise may choose to leave a comment in the box provided :)