That’s harsh! I hope you get it next time!

That’s what I thought! She saw me standing there.

Lesson learned. You should handle these things like my 3 yo daughter would. Scream, run at the lady, grab “her” purse back and run away!

I laughed so hard I just almost peed my pants. The good news is that I think I will definately take this approach next time I go purse shopping.

Damn. That’s cold.

Like I said to Adam, I agree with this. She saw me standing there. She said excuse me, and I (stupidly perhaps) moved out of her way. Clearly though, she knew exactly what she wanted, but she still could have waited to see if I moved away.

True Purse Story

My Mother was in Spain with a friend. My Ma spotted this purse but decided it was a bit too pricey. She didn’t buy it. After returning home, all she could talk about for a month was this stupid purse. (I’m a guy, purses are stupid, deal with it.)

My Ma’s friend went back to this store when my Ma wasn’t looking and bought this purse for her. She held onto the purse until my Ma’s bday (a couple of months later).

Moral of the story… that woman may have bought the purse for you. You’re just going to have to wait and find out.

I have no idea who this woman was, but okay, that could be true. I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. Also, it’s good to know that all women go through this reverse buyers remorse.

I feel strangely vindicated that all men think that this treatment was harsh. You’re either all married, or have had girlfriends who have done the same damn thing that I’m complaining about.

One tactic I learned while shopping: never step back or away from what you are looking at….if someone makes the pretense of needing to get by you, step right toward what you are looking at. I have been known to step right into a display or a rack of clothes, much to the annoyance of those around me. I was shopping for my ex gf at a marshalls (back when were together, not now, because that would be just wrong) and someone literally tried to pull a dress out of my hands claiming she was in earlier and saw it first. I remember saying “Then you should have bought it first”, snatched it back and went and paid for it. She literally followed me up to the checkout complaining how I had somehow taken the dress from her….it was fun…I love people sometimes

I knew I made the mistake of stepping away from it. Actually I knew my first mistake was just simply looking at it as opposed to picking the damned thing up. Usually I’m the aggressive shopper, I will pick something up and not put it down, even if I change my mind about it. I love people who say that they saw it first. I didn’t pull that crap, and in all honesty I was fine with her having it. At first it was a sign that I wasn’t meant to have it, then the next day I still kind of wanted it for myself. I always forget how catty women get in places like Marshall’s and TJ Maxx.

Well, yes, I’m married, but I just think I’d be pissed if it happened to me. But I’m a guy shopper. There are very few items that I really SHOP for as opposed to charging in, grabbing the thing on my list, and walking away.

And the ones I SHOP for are way too expensive (guitars, motorcycles and motorcycle gear) for “should I buy it or not?” debates at the point of sale. I either know I’ve got the money or the financing set up and I’m ready to buy, or I’m just there to drool.

That said, if I had cash in my pocket and another guy grabbed the guitar I was about to buy or sat on the motorcycle that I was planning to ride home, I might cordially invite him to practice self-copulation.

I’ve been told by many of my female friends that they can’t stand shopping with me because I usually shop like a guy. I go in, get what I want, and get the hell out. Unless I’m by myself and then I’m the girliest of the bunch. Trust me, I really couldn’t afford to be in Marshall’s looking for a purse, but I wanted it and I made my last one last about a year. I deserved it! But, I guess I didn’t deserve that one.

This is the one thing that destroys the joy of shopping for me… any kind of shopping. It usually happens as the grocery store as I’ll pick up a bag of spaghetti or box of cereal and for some reason. No sooner does the item leave my hand than some aggressive woman (always a woman) snatches it up before I have a chance to change my mind. One time in particular, every single aisle I walked down a woman and her son were there and found it necessary to stand too close. I finally had a meltdown and screeched (yes, I actually screeched), “Get the hell away from me!!!” I huffed off and when they turned into the aisle I was in, the scurried away. Damn right.

I hate the close shoppers. It seems like everywhere I go, I get a set of close shoppers. When I did eventually go back (I ended up going to TJ Maxx) there was a woman (yep, you’re right, always the women) who was following me down every aisle. I seriously just went crazy and started walking in circles and stuff just to see if she would follow me. She did. And she wasn’t my standard security that I usually get following me either. She would look at every thing that I would look at. Crazy.