The holiday season will soon be a memory thank God!
People, particularly women, go crazy during that time.
I love shopping, they crow. I lôôôve it!
And off to the hunt they go.
Call me stupid, slow-witted, but what the hell is there to love?
Shopping in the first place is extremely taxing. Mentally and physically. Shuffling through stores for two or three hours can wear out even a seasoned marathoner.
In the second place, why would you waste time in a store if you don’t have a specific goal in mind?
To women this is a stupid question. Why would you waste two or three hours whacking a tiny ball with a club, they would retort.
Then why would you buy something that you don’t need? Women don’t think that way; they do it for the excitement, for the joy of bringing home the fruit of their hunt.
And why would you battle a store-crazed mob when you could shop online from the comfort of your living room?
Those foolish questions could only be asked by a man. To a woman they are totally irrelevant. Shopping is a God-given right equal only to the right to vote.
Men on the other hand, won’t go shopping, unless prodded with a sharp object.
To women, shopping is pleasurable, exciting, even sexually stimulating. While shopping is a chore for men, it is highly entertaining and energizing for women.
I suspect that seventy percent of women have sexual intercourse minutes after returning home from a shopping expedition.
I have also been told that some women get so worked up by shopping that they cannot control themselves and have sex in the store’s fitting booths.
This is one of the wiles they use to coax reluctant men into shopping expeditions.
Granted, women are much better shoppers than men, but they have so much more practice.
And with all this running around they have a much better chance of winning a marathon than a man, but what’s the point of a marathon may I ask?
Nowadays you don’t have to send a runner to report a victory; a simple “texto” (text message in French) will suffice. Duh!
As a man, I really don’t see the point of sport shopping, and it offends my sensibility when women list shopping as a “hobby”.
But I might be missing the point… What women are trying to say is that it is the post-shopping that makes this hobby so exhilarating.
This I can understand.