8.16.2007

The Mall and the Boy Survival Clock : A Lesson

Shopping with a boy is a science. We all know they don't last long at the mall; I'd say you get two hours max, if the specimen is in a good mood. While shopping with Zach last night, I picked up some tips to getting your shopping done and keeping the boy in question from losing the will to live. Which, if you haven't noticed, is what they do if you don't take the necessary precautions. They'll literally sit down on a couch at Nordstroms, maybe near the live piano music, and they DIE.

1. In your head, quickly prioritize the stores you need to visit. This means there is NO time for browsing at the stores that you know you won't buy anything at, like Express. Express = shimmery tank tops. Keep walking, you're wasting precious minutes on the boy survival clock.

2. Try to warn your male shopping companion what he's in for. Something like "I need some board shorts for the San Diego trip, I'm going to be trying on several shorts in multiple stores, don't start whining." This ensures they don't harbor any false hope of an immediate finish line; because for some reason boys seem to think mall trips consist of five minutes at the food court, a quick look at the hat store, and then home.

3. If they seem to take interest in a store, LEAVE THEM THERE. This gives you extra minutes while they entertain themselves. Even if the store they choose is Spencers Gifts; you don't have time to question your relationship, get some shopping done and deal with it later.

Also, if there's a photobooth, take pictures; because it's fun.

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(Except these are not from last night, the boy survival clock ran out before we had time)

13 comments:

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Alisse Baldwin said...

You never disappoint with your posts.

Oh, and sorry I comment, like, ALL the time; I feel weird looking at your life and then not saying anything. Wait a sec, that's weird... I do that with every other blog I look at where I don't know the person/don't want them to know I'm watching their every move.

Malia said...

Lol, I love this post! So, so true! I usually end up getting mad at Brad because I dont' follow number 2, which I believe it telling them upfront, "there's going to be a lot of trying on, so deal." I love the photobooth pictures too, they're so cute!

Alisse Baldwin said...

Oh yeah, and I L, O, V, E photobooth shots. However, I can never bring myself to go in one because
a) I am afraid of who is watching and making fun of me

and b) I feel like I am in 7th grade again... which let's face it-was a traumatizing year for me. {see post referring to Zach's unfortunate pre-puberty stage, then imagine me.. looking exactly like him.}

Erica said...

Alisse, are you kidding, don't you know someone as narcissistic as me loves comments.

C. Jane Kendrick said...

Dear Erica,
I find this post very informative. One question. Should I be worried if my boy ends up in the playland instead of Spencers?

C. Jane Kendrick said...

p.s. we don't have children.

Candace said...

Hilarious. I know exactly what you mean, only instead of dying on me right away or whining James will start picking things out for me-YIKES!

MeL said...

What if my husband likes shopping with me and he is the one that tries on clothes and annoys me? And I would rather go shopping with my sister, but her husband likes shopping too, so we never get to go together anymore?

Bottom line, how do I break it to Philip easily that I don't want to shop with him at all?

each of the two said...

to Phil and Mel,

perhaps try telling him you want to get something to "suprise" him, you know lead him into thinking you are buying lingerie or some falicy then RUN

Kristal said...

Um, I do have one question...what if you sucked at beating the boy survival clock so many times that now you can't even get him to go with you?! he pays to not go with me...which is nice, but you know, sometimes it's nice to have him there...help!

Michelle said...

You are like a drill sergeant. You throw clothes at me and shout "try them on now." I hate shopping with you, I get scared.

If Zach drank we could both have beers at Cheesecake Factory and be done of you.

Erica said...

You drink beer now mom?

I'll let Zach know, he'll throw back a Bud with you I'm sure.