I’ve never actually realized how suicidal I am.
I know we are all on edge in these uncertain times, and how you can’t really be anybody of note without a mental health problem. But when I stepped into my local Target to buy a refill of my Harry’s razors, I suddenly realized what a tenuous hold I had on life. Really, if those razors, and the body wash tubes that faced them in their own locked cases across the aisle—pretty much everything else in the pharmacy section one could buy without a prescription wasn’t under lock and key—I really don’t know what trouble I might have fallen into.
Thank you Target from saving me from myself.
It’s obvious to anyone who knows me or even reads these blog posts every now and again…I am pretty much out of touch. Add in the fact that I usually buy my razors in packs of ten or twelve, I am certainly not out at Target or any other big box store all that often. Yeah, I can skip into a Barnes and Noble a time or two or might be seen down at the local Quick Check grabbing a coffee. But I’m not one for malls much anymore, I don’t know much about the latest Marvel flick, and couldn’t hum even one Taylor Swift song (which is ok, really, as I am sure she can’t hum one of mine). So, I was as much surprised over the lock-and-key on Target’s sundries as I am seeing the proliferation of folks walking their dogs (or is it the other way around?) into those aforementioned Barnes and Nobles, as I am by the longer-than-usual checkout lines in my local grocery when self-check-outs now seem ubiquitous.
What’s going on, I often ask myself, usually getting no answer from myself. Why all the pets out and about? Why do the mechanizations seem to make retail establishments even less efficient? Why do I have to yell “Agent” over and over into the phone when answering the cable phone prompt about where they might direct my call, but they never seem to hear me? And what’s with the toiletry lock-up?
So, thanks again Target. You kept me on the straight and narrow last week. And the lady who unlocked the case for me was very nice indeed. So, I guess, all in all, it was a banner day for me being out and about.
