Things I thought at the mall.

"Bling it on" should never be used in any form, for any reason.

The lyrics to "Slip Slidin' Away" by Paul Simon.

Why does Carlos Santana make shoes? Like, what about his life drew him to design or endorse ladies' shoes? Especially such ugly shoes? Does he wear four-inch heels? Curious.

I think I love my Mac genius. No, actually, I know I do. Cute? Not so much. But I love him. He's getting cuter every minute, in fact. Every second, even, as he finds things on my laptop that I didn't know existed, like the little icons and the tiny little keyboard in the monitor where I can see ALL THE KEYS THAT AREN'T WORKING on my real one, in MINIATURE. And also, the way he says "logic board"? Love.

(After the dad accidentally hit the kid in the head with the Mac monitor he was carrying out of the store, post-repair, causing child to burst into real, pain-induced tears.)
Oops. That was a bad idea.

God, that moment? That moment where you're playing chicken with the person coming towards you and they unfailingly walk right into your path and you walk into theirs, although you're both trying to get out of each others' way? So awkward. But at least nobody said, "Wanna dance?"

Who pays $89 for a shirt? $89 is a ridiculous amount of money to pay for a shirt. I admit, I wish I had a spare $89 lying around for a shirt, but that's not the point.

I think the old man selling purses is depressed. I think I might be depressed as well if I were an old man selling purses. 

Why is there a store called "Heritage 1981"? 1981 is a heritage now? Isn't "heritage" a word reserved for
Guideposts, the artist formerly known as Jim Bakker, covered wagons and family trees? Jesus, I was ten years old in 1981, and now it's the  days of heritage and 12.99 t-shirts. Shit.

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[littlepurplecow]

Everything is sexy in the Apple Store and who doesn't love a genius? Fun post.