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teylaminhMy chipper mood didn't last very long. As ever, the main cause of this is Retail Hell.
I have decided, in my infinite wisdom, that I should buy a new winter coat. I have a black, knee-length, zip-up winter coat which was quite expensive, bought from House of Fraser some years ago, but it's beginning to look a bit the worse for wear and isn't actually that warm. (I have other warm coats, like my turquoise one and my leather trenchcoat, but I can't wear those all the time and they are a bit cumbersome.)
So, in yesterday's Metro, H&M were advertising this coat. At £19.99, a very reasonable price, though obviously the photograph is no definite indication of quality.
Well, said I, this afternoon I shall go and find this marvellous coat!
I tried two entirely separate H&M stores in Birmingham (the New Street one and the Corporation Street / Martineau Square one) and guess what?
Go on. Guess.
Could I find this miraculous wonder of a cheap coat?
Could I bollocks.
Oh, it was advertised everywhere. In the window of the New St store, in fact, and on little cardboard signs above completely unrelated clothing racks. The only coats they appear to have are those which sell for in excess of £49.99. Whilst I'm sure they're of better quality, I don't have that kind of money to be wasting on a coat, especially when I went in there specifically to find the coat they are PLAINLY ADVERTISING both in-store and in a nationwide newspaper.
I refuse to believe that two entire stores have sold out of the same coat (in both colours!) in the space of 24 hours. That's just stupid.
Of course, there is also the store in the Bull Ring, but given that place depresses me at best and makes me homicidal at worst, I really don't want to have to go in there...
(Oh, and obviously, you can only shop online in H&M if you are from Eastern Europe.)
I bought myself some flowers instead. BAH.
As I haven't changed my MP3-playlist yet (and more to the point, need one with a bigger capacity) I've been listening to my Walkman again. Yesterday and today was the Jagged Little Pill / random songs tape that Naomi did for me many years ago. I reached the second side on the journey home, which contains "Under the Bridge" by All Saints, a couple of REM tracks "Losing My Religion" and "Shiny, Happy People"), a couple by Skunk Anansie ("Hedonistic" and "Brazen") plus some No Doubt, David Bowie and Pink Floyd, though I haven't got to those yet. Anyway, my brain was doing that thing where it tries to turn my negativity into creativity, so I had fully intended to make icons / a layout / write something.
Let's see where I am in an hour, shall we?
PS: And just to mock me further, the end of the joss stick I was burning snapped off and fell onto my purple fluffy cardigan, which was on the floor, and has now burned a hole in the sleeve. *cries* Because however aggravating things seem, something can always make them worse.
I have decided, in my infinite wisdom, that I should buy a new winter coat. I have a black, knee-length, zip-up winter coat which was quite expensive, bought from House of Fraser some years ago, but it's beginning to look a bit the worse for wear and isn't actually that warm. (I have other warm coats, like my turquoise one and my leather trenchcoat, but I can't wear those all the time and they are a bit cumbersome.)
So, in yesterday's Metro, H&M were advertising this coat. At £19.99, a very reasonable price, though obviously the photograph is no definite indication of quality.
Well, said I, this afternoon I shall go and find this marvellous coat!
I tried two entirely separate H&M stores in Birmingham (the New Street one and the Corporation Street / Martineau Square one) and guess what?
Go on. Guess.
Could I find this miraculous wonder of a cheap coat?
Could I bollocks.
Oh, it was advertised everywhere. In the window of the New St store, in fact, and on little cardboard signs above completely unrelated clothing racks. The only coats they appear to have are those which sell for in excess of £49.99. Whilst I'm sure they're of better quality, I don't have that kind of money to be wasting on a coat, especially when I went in there specifically to find the coat they are PLAINLY ADVERTISING both in-store and in a nationwide newspaper.
I refuse to believe that two entire stores have sold out of the same coat (in both colours!) in the space of 24 hours. That's just stupid.
Of course, there is also the store in the Bull Ring, but given that place depresses me at best and makes me homicidal at worst, I really don't want to have to go in there...
(Oh, and obviously, you can only shop online in H&M if you are from Eastern Europe.)
I bought myself some flowers instead. BAH.
As I haven't changed my MP3-playlist yet (and more to the point, need one with a bigger capacity) I've been listening to my Walkman again. Yesterday and today was the Jagged Little Pill / random songs tape that Naomi did for me many years ago. I reached the second side on the journey home, which contains "Under the Bridge" by All Saints, a couple of REM tracks "Losing My Religion" and "Shiny, Happy People"), a couple by Skunk Anansie ("Hedonistic" and "Brazen") plus some No Doubt, David Bowie and Pink Floyd, though I haven't got to those yet. Anyway, my brain was doing that thing where it tries to turn my negativity into creativity, so I had fully intended to make icons / a layout / write something.
Let's see where I am in an hour, shall we?
PS: And just to mock me further, the end of the joss stick I was burning snapped off and fell onto my purple fluffy cardigan, which was on the floor, and has now burned a hole in the sleeve. *cries* Because however aggravating things seem, something can always make them worse.
