Saturday, March 08, 2008

Now I Remember

Sometimes you need to do something you haven't done in a long time to remember why you vowed never to do it again. Like the Polar Bear Swim. Or drinking grape soda.

This morning I remembered why you should never, ever, under any circumstances, go to Mustafa on a) a Saturday morning after 8, b) with children, or c) on Saturday morning after 8 with children.

Because it sucks.

Some of my friends might think I'm crazy for going to Mustafa at 5:30 a.m. on Saturdays, but having the freedom to shop alone (and I mean totally alone) is worth so many hours of extra sleep. Mustafa, under the right conditions, is a glorious one stop shopping experience that I'm sure has saved me hundreds of dollars during my stay here. Under the wrong circumstances, it's right up there with heavy dental work on the torture scale.

What amazes me is how many people are willing to endure those conditions. Don't they know it's open 24 hours a day? I propose a country wide schedule where people can sign up for a time, thereby spacing out the number of shoppers. But no one can sign up for Saturdays from 5:30-7. I have dibs.


Pam said...

Hilarious, and true! the only thing worse is Sunday night, around 8pm - packed, heal to toe! see ya bright and early at 6:45!

Gina Marie said...

I went once on a Tuesday night around midnight before I went to pick up my family at the airport. I thought it would be dead, but I was so wrong!

Anonymous said...

Gina, what's wrong with grape soda? As, Jim Halpert would say, "Itttttt's grape!"