So, whose idea was it to put a Starbucks in our Target? I’d like to meet them so I can punch them in the face. No, not really. In fact, I’ll just open my savings account and give them every last penny in it. I mean, I can part with it now, or part with it one tortuous Target trip at a time, right?
Why is it that I can’t leave Target without spending $100? Why is it that I buy all of these things at Target that I didn’t know I needed until I got there? Plus, it’s hard enough for me to resist my one Starbucks of the morning, but then dangle one my face during my afternoon shopping trip? I’m totally done for.
So, dear internet, when we are living in a cardboard box and I am begging you for donations, you can all look at each other and nod, “It was totally Target and Starbucks. She has no self control.”