Thursday, October 4, 2007

To Target, or not to Target. That is the question.

A material question for Brooklynites. Given the barren shelves and general squalor, our Target belongs more in a Soviet satellite state than in the U.S. Our friend, Jeff, describes it well:
When I moved to Brooklyn, I bought random things you don't ever think you'll need to buy because there's always one lying around. A hammer. Spoons. Tape. A trash can. You don't realize how imperative each of these things is until you get to an empty apartment with a suitcase in hand and a smile on your face.

When I moved to Brooklyn, I bought all these random things at random places. The hardware store (where I got a great frying pan), the "furniture" store (which more closely resembled a $.99 store with couches), the gourmet food store, etc.

I did NOT go to Target. Shopping at Target in Brooklyn is about as fun as having your scalp plucked with a set of tweezers: slow, agonizing, and when your done you ask yourself why oh why you did it.

When we moved to Escondido, we ventured to Target and found it... pleasant. We got a trash can. We got dish soap. I got sandals. And everything we wanted to buy was there when we wanted to buy it. In fact, our experience at Target was so wonderful, that Kathy went back every day for like a week and a half. Seriously. The one day she didn't go to Target, she looked at me in the morning and said, "I am not going to Target today." My wife is a strong-willed woman.

5 comments:

Heather said...

that is hilarious and yet sad, but you get the point across. Next time you come to AZ we'll do Target!

Anna said...

We in the Midwest also have very nice Targets. Why's the Brooklyn one so messed up?

David Talcott said...

We in the Midwest also have very nice Targets. What's the deal with the Brooklyn Target? Why is it so messed up?

David Talcott said...

I'd like to thank Blogger for duplicating our comment.....

ornery's wife of Miller Manor said...

We in the Midwest...
Oh. Sorry, thought that was the theme of the comment string! :-)

Our Target (pronounced at Miller Manor with the French schjay sound at the end) is a nice enough store, but a royal pain to get in and out of. With five major stores and a huge hotel nearby, it is a parking and driving nightmare. There are traffic lights, but they are timed and eternal. There is a major freeway right next to the store, so there is a ton of traffic, and more turn-only lanes than thru lanes, causing much swerving and confusion.

Sorry you are struggling there with yours. I will sacrifice and make a trip to ours in your honor. Shall I pick up anything for you? :-)
TM