If you normally don't read over at Milk and Cookies because you're kind of bored by all the shopping talk, perhaps today will be your day: I'm talking about PLANTS! And also: the plant post CAME TO ME IN A DREAM! I dreamed I was writing it, and so then later, I....well, I wrote it. As you can see.
Or maybe plants are as boring to you as watching plants grow, in which case let's get back to the shopping talk.
I had something unusual happen the other day: I went to a Target I'd never been to before, and...I didn't enjoy it. I think they must not have been piping in the same life-restoring air the other Targets have, because it didn't smell soothing. The walls were painted (or possibly stained) a too-dark shade of grey. The ceilings seemed lower, and the departments seemed smaller, and the music was depressing. The fluorescent lighting was too dim, and some of the lights were flickering. The employees seemed exhausted and beaten down, as if trapped in a twilight zone situation, working the same workday again and again. The clearance areas were sparse, and not very reduced. I felt weird and skittish, and then discouraged and plodding. I bought hardly anything: a pack of card stock (50% off), a 3-pack of Wonder Pets unders (30% off), and a package of lightbulbs (rang up higher than expected, and by then I had soaked up too much atmosphere to do anything about it).
So now if any of you say, "Meh, I don't get what the fuss is about Target," I will nod understandingly rather than reeling back in shock and horror. I will imagine you at the grey, flickering, plodding Target.
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