Three shopping experiences

[TriviumParticipant 1029]

So today I went shopping. It’s not something I do a lot since whatever I actually need I can get online but it had crept into my mind to build myself a new computer seat which is to say a computer I could actually sit on so I could retire the old nzxt phantom case to a different room, save some space and challenge myself to a new build.

As a result I went to 3 different places:

1. The army dump store for a suitable ammunition chest to serve as a seat and box large enough to house all my pc components and all the extra stuff that tends to stack up around a pc like a switch, power management system, usb hub and everything else.
2. The hardware store to get some odds and ends to fit it all together (backplate, some additional screws, cable wrappers etc.)
3. The ‘action’ which for those unfamiliar with the concept is similar to a dollar store. I.e. filled with cheap crap for some cans of spray paint (just can’t beat the price of that place for cheap spray paint)

The army dump store was filled with men and their sons picking out christmas gifts or just generally goofing off. The overall mood was great, the store owner was happily chatting away and demonstrating various cool army stuff and even let me rummage around in his back storage room to dig up a good ammo chest (I eventually settled on a swedish 2 drawer of sizable proportions well suited to my needs).

The hardware had taken a turn for the worst. It used to be the domain of men but now these days they sell all kinds of christmas junk including trees and various additions and a surprising number of birdhouses in christmas colors. There were a ton of ‘couples’, basically an even mix between women and men. The men were unhappily following their wives dragging the plastic christmas tree box which of course had to be picked before all the small stuff. The woman were angrily ordering the men around and complaining about the quality of stuff (What do you expect from a hardware store). Even the guys that just seemed to be buying screws/nails were grouchy and you could tell they were on an errand.

The action was filled with women. I mean absolutely full of women. Even when I got there the parking situation was a mess, everyone wanted to park near the entrance, people would not give each other space and there even were women purposely blocking other traffic so they could sit there and wait until a spot came empty. I just parked at the back of the lot where it was nice and empty and it wasn’t like I had to walk more than a 100 meters to get to the store. The store was a horrible mess… women were pulling stuff from the shelves and leaving it on the floor, ramming carts into each other’s sides and the atmosphere was absolutely disgusting. I think there was music playing but I couldn’t hear it over all the screeching bitches. The few men that were there looked like they were eyeballing the sections of stuff looking for something that would allow them to kill themselves. Note there was no special sale on or anything so this was… normal?

I got my cans of spray paint and got the hell out of there…

Now I know correlation does not imply causation but it seems to me that the more women are in one place the worse that place seems to become unless it’s a whorehouse. Can anyone that gets out more confirm this situation? Is this what the world has come to? Why on earth do people tell me I need to get out more if this is ‘normal’?

"Listen to all, Follow none"

[TwistParticipant]

I swear there is something wrong with Mall air. I would get palpitations (my version of SJW “virtually shaking”?) and a manic desire to flee.

So I just don’t go. Amazon is my friend, food shopping is done in the first 10 minutes the store opens, and I may just linger a bit longer in the Bait & Tackle and gun store.

Not sure where you are, but I find Bed, Bath & Beyond stores are the absolute worst. Never again.

[Anonymous 43]

Mallaria…..lol a fatal disease to be sure.

[JimBoLeaParticipant 1891]

https://www.cheaperthandirt.net/?gclid=Cj0KEQiA7K7CBRCrwt26v5uHs98BEiQA0JzsZ4ghiybX6ZbG-qH2Vncq1jjE09kWFIHjrsMDU3zeWAAaAlXG8P8HAQ&code=DOTNET THE BEST LITTLE PLACE I USED TO GO WHEN I HAD EYESIGHT AND SHOT.

LILITH IS THE HEAD SUCCUBUS AND SHE LIVES ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON

[Ned TrentParticipant 4894]

Anonymous wrote:

Mallaria…..lol a fatal disease to be sure.

@ may 7 2020: That’s a good one, dude. May I borrow that for future reference..?

I'd rather die a natual death with a clear MGTOW conscience somewhere off the grid than one within "modern" civilisation with a big stress mark on my forehead and a couple of dozen tubes plugged into my body. Back to the plantation..? Me..? Hey, literally: I won't ever fucking kid myself...YZERLMNTSIC

[Mr. ManParticipant 2916]

What you witnessed is the norm. And I’ve given it a name:

“Suburban Psychosis”.

It afflicts both men and women, but not equally; it manifests in women at a far higher rate than it does in men.

Women’s behavior has become so full of self-important angst — stomping their way through their day, which is, remember, the most important job in the world — that they have become simply intolerable to be around in public.

I become a hermit from Thanksgiving day all the way until after the New Year.

[Prefer Peace to PieceParticipant 10809]

Great observation.

The stress and drama of any shopping situation are directly proportional to the concentration of women present.

If I see a lot of women gathered together in any social setting, I look for any alternative that will get me out of there.

If you have a lot of women gathered in any store, you will be in a loud environment with all of the arguing, long lines and slow service.
Ladies will tie up all of the service personnel and it will take you forever to get out.

Thank God for Amazon

[Dashing Young DissidentSpectator]

Its like that everywhere I go. A huge c~~~ fest. C~~~s in the supermarkets, c~~~s inthe post office, c~~~s in the library with their wanker children, c~~~s at the swimming pool vying for attention wearing next to nothing…on and on and on and f~~~ing on.

I can’t even f~~~ing walk through the supermarket automatic doors without some c~~~ coming out and making no attempt to move. I’d punch them if it were legal.

I can stand at the f~~~ing deli counter for 5 mins waiting for 5/6 c~~~s just standing there yacking, not even making an effort to look over to see if theres anyone waiting to be served. But as soon as a c~~~ comes along, its like they telepathically know, and they drop what they are doing and will ALWAYS attend to a c~~~ before any man. ANd every time i will have to speak up loudly and say “I WAS NEXT”.

Going out for me results in high blood pressure and i just want to f~~~ing destroy people.

[Faith+1Participant 866]

There’s nothing worse than seeing some poor bastard trailing behind some c~~~ of a woman. The look of despair, hopelessness, anger is all too plain to see.

I’d say he’s thinking to himself that he f~~~ed up big time. I went shopping with a girl once and I still have nightmares.

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