My mom is proud of me a lot of the time.
There are places where I fall short. Much to my mothers chagrin, I am not like her. I’m not a very good shopper. We get better at the things we do most often. Given that you’ll rarely find in s shopping mall
When I shop for Christmas presents, I tend to ease into things.
Sure, people in my life want things from stores in the mall.
That’s fine. I need to ease my way there. I do this by going someplace easy, someplace familiar. When I used to drink, shopping began with a trip to the pub for a couple of beers.
When I was more of a stoner, pre mall visits started with a safety. meeting out by the dumpsters.
Now?
I start at Home Depot.
No one on my list wants anything at all at Home Depot. But I know where the electrical section is. I can find my way around the hallowed halls of hardware.
And?
I can generally make it through the doors and into the shitter in under a minute.
Given all of this?
Home Depot is a safe space for men like me.
I went to another sim…
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