tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post8341065302876031936..comments2023-10-21T11:58:56.806-04:00Comments on People I'd Like to Be: Clearly, Something is Wrong With MeSusan M. Boyerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10549813433043863815noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-67555168770692543562010-10-12T20:51:05.403-04:002010-10-12T20:51:05.403-04:00Henry, You make an excellent point. :)Henry, You make an excellent point. :)Susan M. Boyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10549813433043863815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-58312517352055675912010-10-12T20:46:46.081-04:002010-10-12T20:46:46.081-04:00But, Susan, there could be a bookstore at that sho...But, Susan, there could be a bookstore at that shopping venue! Wouldn't that make the detour worthwhile?<br />HenryHenryhttp://www.fictionary.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-45573644158674594452010-10-12T09:26:28.225-04:002010-10-12T09:26:28.225-04:00OK, so Bob, I used to work in the mall. One seaso...OK, so Bob, I used to work in the mall. One season of Christmas shoppers and you KNOW why weaponry and mall shopping are a really bad idea. BTW, working that one Christmas season made me learn to avoid the mall like poison ivy! Really hate going there.<br /><br />Susan, although I don't mind shopping if I need something, I don't love it. I have little patience for window-shopping either. I'll tolerate it for a short period of time, but that's not how I want to spend my day either. Unless, of course it's a bookstore. I can disappear in there for hours!Barbarahttp://aneclecticmuse.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-34766536767531836982010-10-11T17:20:05.071-04:002010-10-11T17:20:05.071-04:00You're not so weird. I hate shopping too. The...You're not so weird. I hate shopping too. The exception? Apple and any bookstore.Carole St-Laurenthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10941223844222435796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-16978466148990899722010-10-11T14:32:27.393-04:002010-10-11T14:32:27.393-04:00That's a little scary, Bob. I'm not sure a...That's a little scary, Bob. I'm not sure armed husbands in the mall would be a good thing...Susan M. Boyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10549813433043863815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-7733153503104729632010-10-11T14:08:38.376-04:002010-10-11T14:08:38.376-04:00I seldom go to Haywood Mall, except to eat bourbon...I seldom go to Haywood Mall, except to eat bourbon chicken at Jambalya. What the mall needs is a decent weaponry store. Instead of dozing uncomfortably in one of those scarce chairs, spouses could check out the latest in armaments.Bob Strothernoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-11611082224202278452010-10-11T12:50:57.453-04:002010-10-11T12:50:57.453-04:00Val, of course, bookstores are the exception. I co...Val, of course, bookstores are the exception. I could happily spend all day in a bookstore as long as it had a coffee shop for occasional nourishment. :)Susan M. Boyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10549813433043863815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-71545483438393530812010-10-11T12:44:45.596-04:002010-10-11T12:44:45.596-04:00I HATE to shop, unless it's in a bookstore or ...I HATE to shop, unless it's in a bookstore or antique/junk shop. I'll wander around in a cute little tourist town until I realize that I'm seeing the same things again and again--candles, kitschy things, crap-I-do-not-need. And malls? Boring. But I have to force myself past bookstores, new and used books. Usually don't have the discipline, though.Valerie Norrishttp://valerienorris.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-52117626984980901222010-10-11T12:41:48.794-04:002010-10-11T12:41:48.794-04:00If you want to watch concrete harden, come over to...If you want to watch concrete harden, come over to our house. Word of warning - concrete takes approx. 100 years to finish hardening, so pack a lunch.Johnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-67343000961462121092010-10-11T11:56:21.311-04:002010-10-11T11:56:21.311-04:00Errr... QOP, when I was driving along the intersta...Errr... QOP, when I was driving along the interstate? I was leaving town... I'm in Birmingham this week. I'll be doing my hotel workouts, though. :)Susan M. Boyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10549813433043863815noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22902306.post-85154064844878478152010-10-11T11:46:38.235-04:002010-10-11T11:46:38.235-04:00I couldn't agree more. See you tonight. QOPI couldn't agree more. See you tonight. QOPAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com