Retail uniformity
We went to breakfast in Souris this morning; a pity that most of the other table-mates were MIA. Oh well, at least the food was consistent. And being already “down the road”, we decided to head into the city to shop. Not buy – shop. The distinction is important.
We’re determined to shop as if we had to foot the bill for things (finally). If that means going from hardware emporium to hardware emporium, and asking the same questions to any “associate” who is willing to associate, so be it. Eventually, we will discover “the one who knows the answers”… (learned that from an old text-based adventure game). Today, on the agenda, the shower stall.
They come in different sizes, and prices, and they all do exactly the same thing. Hence, the basic decision involves how much we want to spend for some chrome and glass that will require near-constant care after the fact. Maybe a garden hose, coiled in the corner, is all that we really need. I jest. A little.
As it turned out, every store sold exactly the same product lines, which tells me that our final decision will come down to who can supply us without spending months waiting for a truck to arrive. The only “off” moment came when we heard our license plate called on the store PA. Out in the parking lot, a woman who refused to leave the security of her car, while she resorted to dunning glares because our dog had control of our vehicle. This with windows down, on a cloudy day. I understand “due care and attention”; I do not understand “warrior with a cause”. Anyhow.
We also learned that there is something called an “off-center vanity”. Now that I know this, I really want one.
