It’s Boxing Day, one of the biggest shopping days of the year and I truly cannot bring myself to brave the malls today. I know, THE SALES. I love a good sale as much as the next twenty-something working woman, but I just can’t. I’m too high-stress of a person to go out and shop near other high-stress (and often downright mean) people. I just can’t do it.
In the glorious year of 2015, where the Internet has been around for decades now, can’t I just shop online? But it’s not the same. Yes, it is. Because I get to do it in my Christmas jammies with leftover Christmas cookies and without the woman next to me screaming about seeing the sweater first. But you won’t get the instant gratification of purchasing new clothes and bringing them home with you. No, but I may have salvaged what’s left of my sanity.
This year, I asked a bunch of family members to chip in some gift cards to Best Buy so that I could get myself the Fitbit I’ve been eyeing for months. Yesterday, I ordered it online (at the sale price, by the way, which had already been in effect online) and by Monday it will arrive at my condo and I won’t have had to go near that store on a day where people buy TVs for the hell of it and the lines go all the way through the entire massive box of a store. I call that a win.
Shopping as a woman can be stressful enough as it is, and as much as I love getting a wicked deal (trust me, there are some stores that made me question this whole sitting at home relaxing thing I’m doing), but all of the malls near me attract a variety of people that I just don’t resonate with. People who are wealthy enough to try EVERYTHING on and buy in excess, but not so wealthy that they’re immune to the sale. So, there I am waiting to try on the one or two dresses I deem worthy of the sale and I’m waiting behind the woman and her teenage daughter who’ve grabbed everything in her size (which is everything in the store because she’s like 10 pounds soaking wet).
So, for that reason, I’ve chosen to order everything that I want and pass on going out today. I can shop while I Netflix and chill and relax in my new slippers my mom bought me for Christmas and won’t be the chump that has to put pants on today.
Damn, I just remembered I have to go grocery shopping.