
Personally, I find this alarming. They can see inside my arteries?? Just who are "they," anyway? And how do they do that without my noticing? I think this might be worse than having my phone tapped.
Call me crazy, call me abnormal, call me whatever you like—but I have to admit it: I HATE shopping. It’s not just that everything costs so much these days, although that’s certainly a part of it. And it’s not that it’s inconvenient—there’s a store or a mall of some sort on practically every corner in the entire metropolitan area. No, there are other reasons why I hate shopping. Here are some of them—and other random comments on life.