Sometimes, certain things are better enjoyed alone, even though they can also be enjoyed with a partner. Or even with multiple people at the same time. And while it can be very pleasurable when you do it as a threesome, or a duo, there is something to be said for doing it alone. When you do it alone, you will almost always have a happy ending. You know what you want and what you like. You don't have to do anything but the task at hand, and you can do it as quick as you like or you can take your sweet time, if that's your thing. You can fantasize and you can leave all your troubles at the door.
Of course, I'm talking about shopping.
When you go shopping, do you prefer to be alone, with your husband/significant other or with your friends?
To be honest - I love shopping solo. I get the most satisfaction and 'bang for my buck', so to speak, when I'm alone. I don't have to talk to anyone, I don't have to go into stores I don't want to go into, I don't have to wait to tell my friends they look good in what they're trying on, and I don't have to have a panic attack if I see my friend pick up the shirt that I was going to buy but damn it it's in her hands and now I can't say I want that shirt, too and I hope it looks terrible on her so I can buy it type of panic attack. Because that sucks.
When I'm shopping alone, I don't have to feel guilty about spending money on items I don't need. Tell me, is there anything more annoying than shopping with someone whose only goal is to make you feel bad about the experience? I often go shopping with my little sister, who is 6 years younger than me but also somehow more practical about things like shopping. (Even though she has a dozen pairs of designer jeans, and several pairs of UGGS, but I digress...) When I shop with my sister, this is what typically happens:
"Loukia? Why are you holding that black shirt? How many black shirts do you have? You don't need another black shirt. I thought you wanted to renovate your kitchen?"
"But, Gina... I don't have a shirt like this..."
"Yes you do. How many black shirts do you need? You're ridiculous."
"Oh, my God, put that sweater down, it's ugly."
"Gina, but I love it!"
"Eww, really? I'm telling mom. You shop way too much!"
"Look, this is an awesome brown sweater and I'm totally buying it because it will go with my new brown boots and this way, I will have to wear the boots more often and it will be worth the money I spent on them if I buy more clothes to wear with them."
"Loukia. Look at what you're wearing right now. A brown sweater. You don't need another brown sweater. Seriously, no wonder you complain you never have any money..."
"I love this sweater, Gina! It's not the same shade of brown!"
"Fine. Buy it. You're just buying it for the sake of buying something."
I buy the shirt. I feel terrible about it, but I buy the stupid shirt.
Moving on, we enter a toy store. I see 2 cute trucks that I think would be great for my boys for Christmas.
"Oh, look, I'm totally buying these, so I can give them to Christos and Dimitry from eachother for Christmas!"
"Loukia. It's October. You have a shopping addiction and you need therapy."
"Therapy costs money, and I don't have enough money, remember?"
I buy the trucks.
And I remind myself to avoid bringing my little practical sister shopping with me again. Because that was a ruined shopping experience. Talk about unhappy ending! I got what I wanted, but it came at a price, and it wasn't the most enjoyable way to spend money. I hate having to justify my purchases.
Makes me want a refund on the whole experience. Next time, I'm doing it alone. It's always a better time and I always leave a satisfied customer!