Anonymous wrote:She is not addicted to drugs, or food, or alcohol.
She is addicted to Target!
I cannot keep that woman out of Target, and it is nearly Mission Impossible to get her out of there. I swear , it has gotten to the point where we take two cars because I know that inevitably she will meet 30 people she knows and converse with all of them at length as the children and I slowly age and stand around like mutants as they catch up on the past 5 years where they haven't seen each other, talked to each other, or thought about each other. Meeting at Target, however, immediately triggers a seemingly irresistible desire to discuss in agonizing detail all of the minutiae of the last half decade. Ice cream melts, meat goes to room temperature, and I go to the bathroom to have a shave since my beard has grown out since we got to Target.
I even think they rig the traffic lights at Targets to change to reed on main arteries more quickly and let the side street greens go long so females can stare at the store and eventually succumb to its siren song
Also, ladies (and maybe some gentleman), don't come home FROM Target, or anywhere else, and say "Guess how much I saved?"
Once you SPEND money, you aren't SAVING it. The two things are axiomatically mutually exclusive- you cannot spend and save.
Any other Target addicts?

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Anonymous wrote:She is not addicted to drugs, or food, or alcohol.
She is addicted to Target!
I cannot keep that woman out of Target, and it is nearly Mission Impossible to get her out of there. I swear , it has gotten to the point where we take two cars because I know that inevitably she will meet 30 people she knows and converse with all of them at length as the children and I slowly age and stand around like mutants as they catch up on the past 5 years where they haven't seen each other, talked to each other, or thought about each other. Meeting at Target, however, immediately triggers a seemingly irresistible desire to discuss in agonizing detail all of the minutiae of the last half decade. Ice cream melts, meat goes to room temperature, and I go to the bathroom to have a shave since my beard has grown out since we got to Target.
I even think they rig the traffic lights at Targets to change to reed on main arteries more quickly and let the side street greens go long so females can stare at the store and eventually succumb to its siren song
Also, ladies (and maybe some gentleman), don't come home FROM Target, or anywhere else, and say "Guess how much I saved?"
Once you SPEND money, you aren't SAVING it. The two things are axiomatically mutually exclusive- you cannot spend and save.
Any other Target addicts?

R u a husband or a wife?

Anonymous wrote:She is not addicted to drugs, or food, or alcohol.
She is addicted to Target!
I cannot keep that woman out of Target, and it is nearly Mission Impossible to get her out of there. I swear , it has gotten to the point where we take two cars because I know that inevitably she will meet 30 people she knows and converse with all of them at length as the children and I slowly age and stand around like mutants as they catch up on the past 5 years where they haven't seen each other, talked to each other, or thought about each other. Meeting at Target, however, immediately triggers a seemingly irresistible desire to discuss in agonizing detail all of the minutiae of the last half decade. Ice cream melts, meat goes to room temperature, and I go to the bathroom to have a shave since my beard has grown out since we got to Target.
I even think they rig the traffic lights at Targets to change to reed on main arteries more quickly and let the side street greens go long so females can stare at the store and eventually succumb to its siren song
Also, ladies (and maybe some gentleman), don't come home FROM Target, or anywhere else, and say "Guess how much I saved?"
Once you SPEND money, you aren't SAVING it. The two things are axiomatically mutually exclusive- you cannot spend and save.
Any other Target addicts?

Anonymous wrote:The subject title is rude and disrespectful towards people who are struggling with real addictions that impact their health and families.

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Anonymous wrote:OP you are funny, thanks for making my boring day a little more bearable.

Thank you. I was just trying to be a little less of a downer and just bring up a habit my wife has. If I made fun of her about it to her face, she would just laugh and make fun of me for something: my impossible good looks, my scintillating wit, my prowess in the marital arts, by vast knowledge of all subjects....or maybe my humility!