curbdrop out of grace

socks, glasses nose piece, t-shirt

going to the mall always yields interesting thoughts.

i am always how amazed how unattractive the people at the mall are. i went to oakland which is troy's "ghetto mall." we have a fancy-pants mall (two of them technically) where all the upper-middle class and upper class fucks go to. i hate that mall. i used to work at a candy shop there for 2 years during my highschool craze days. oakland mall is ghetto because:

1. middle class to below middle class folks go there
2. a lot of minorities shop/walk around in there
3. you don't need to dress up to go to this mall whereas somerset mall, you have to dress to impress the rest. although some of the folks at oakland were dressed in booty attire, which is hilarious because it's a fucking sunday afternoon.

i got everything i needed to get (done) at the mall today. i was SO productive for once. or i guess in another light, i wasn't SO lazy.

i hate j c penny and their new policy of making their customers wait in line for at least 20 minutes. seriously they are so slow. and i noticed about 75% of the people in line were returning or exchanging something. i'm sure that equates to a healthy condition for any retail store. oh, i've decided that i don't want to shop there ever again, except if there's some amazing sale. but i'd rather pay more to not have to wait in line as much. also if i do happen to buy anything there again, i'll never return it. i'd as soon set the fucker on fire.

that mall is dying. chris rock had a good piece on ghetto malls. they are the malls white people used to go to. all the "good" stores are moving out of that graveyard. i noticed even eddie bauer is no longer there. they replaced it with one of those aero-clothing stores. or whatever the name is. that store with all those monkey icons.

i went into this t-shirt store that i had never seen before. the clerk was this girl that totally digged me. she was very friendly. i must have looked like her style with my hair in a fro mess and blue thin jacket over a simpsons t-shirt. the store was cool but everything was like $19. how did i know she liked me? because she kept talking to me, but it was funny because she asked me nervously about 4 times if "i needed help with anything." each time, i said, "nope i'm just browsing." she then came up to me to give me a cinnamon stick. that's a sign that either she thinks i'm hungry (fuck you billy and chambers) or she's just looking to please a man with food. girls do that shit. well some do. some don't give a flying fuck. when i told her i was going, she wanted a hug. hahahaha. how ridiculous. she said her name is haley. great. too bad she must have been 16.

which makes me think, i really must look like i'm about 19. still she was the best clerk i ever had. she fed me, kept talking to me and not just about her merchendise, and gave me a hug. and she didn't sell me shit.

how cool is that? self esteem = back to standard levels for the day

posted by fillshe @ 4:01 PM