I Seriously Hate the Mall

I went to Lakeside after work on Tuesday to run 2 very specific errands. I needed black work shoes (see previous post), and something specific from a specific store. Ah, screw being vague – I needed a black strapless bra from Lane Bryant. I already have a neutral one that has performed exceptionally.

I don’t frequent the mall often enough to know where to park. So I took a guess, incorrectly, and had to walk a mile to get to LB. (It’s ok, the exercise was good for me.) As I walked through the men’s department at Marshall Fields, I started to get agitated by all the well, consumerism. “Buy this and you can be hot like this model.” “You need this so that you can be cool too.” ARGH. And they weren’t even marketing to me!

I couldn’t find a map of the mall to locate my stores so I just started walking. And then I see all these trampy teeny boppers – girls wearing loooooooow riders with underwear hanging out. Blech.

On my mission, I find some black shoes, buy them and head to LB. As the salesladies were helping me find the right sizes I get the really hard sell for a LB card. THREE TIMES. Each time, I was like, no thank you, I’m not interested, blah blah blah.

They didn’t have the size and color I needed so the lady ordered them for me online to be shipped to my house and she was like the slowest typer EVER. And she didn’t recognize yahoo as being a valid e-mail domain.

I finally leave the store and get lost finding my way back to Marshall Fields because Lakeside has 2! One is Men and Home Goods, the other is Women. Or something. So I start walking toward the wrong Marshall Fields and end up walking by Victoria’s Secret. I’m not even going to get started on Vicky’s but in the window, there is a mannequin wearing a black see-through bra and thong and garter belt. That’s when I noticed that Vicky’s was right next door to The Limited Too, a children’s clothing store. I shook my head and found my way out of the mall.