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Shopping Frustration

We went out last night with the intent of buying a camera for Hayley.

The evening started off well enough. We went to Senior Ric's for some good Sangria's and mexican food. It was early enough that the Saturday night crowd hadn't overwhelmed the place yet. We were going to go to Target afterward to get Hayley a birthday present and of course, this that and the other, as is what usually happens.

We made our way through the store over to the camera section. Now, we weren't planning on buying anything horribly expensive. They had several listed for $99 and one listed for $79. The were out of everything. Girlfriend at the camera counter was less than helpful. Now, I understand that the camera's on display are attached and they can't be removed. Why couldn't they put a temporarily out of stock sign on them?

Well, after complaining to the store manager we headed off to Office Max (or Depot) I can never keep them straight.

We found one, pulled the tag and took it up front. OMG! Same game, we're out of those. Are you kidding me? Then they had the nerve to tell us we could go to another store to pick it up. Ok, same deal........why do you have the tags out there when you don't have the stock?

By this time we were both pretty pissed off. Not really for the fact we were coming up empty handed, but for stores who have displays out leading you to believe you're going to get what you want.

So, we decided to stop at Radio Shack on the way home. Actually, it's only one block from our house.

Walked in, nice guy greets us, shows us what they have, we find a camera for $79, buy it and leave.

We'll see how the gift goes over. Hayley really does have an 'eye' for pictures. This is something she's not expecting. Who knows. It's so hard to do the birthday thing less than a month after Christmas.

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