You'd think I'd learn
I ALWAYS fall for the wipes. Clorox wipes. Lysol wipes. Mr. Clean wipes.
It's the coupons - and a longing for truth in advertising - that gets me.
Of course, when I get them home they ALWAYS disappoint. They don't do much more than a wet paper towel despite all the promises.
So why don't I learn?
Getting a "deal" is what sucks me in.
OOOOOHHHHH. $1 off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Of course, that the stuff costs about 10 times more than paper towels doesn't seem to disuade me.
The compulstion to take advantage of the "deal" also sucks me in when I'm shopping for clothes, which seems to be all of the time these days.
OOOOOHHHHHH. 50 PERCENT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plus my coupon for $20 off, plus my Passport discount of 5 percent off my entire order, plus the 10 percent off the entire order when I buy a $70 pair of jeans.
How can anyone resist?
I can't.
So an untellable dollar later - my kids will kill me if they found out; they fear they're going to have to support me one day - I walk out of my favorite store, Chico's of course, and add the results of yet another financial coup to my closet.
There's always a black cloud to go with that silver lining, however.
I get confused trying to decide what I'm going to wear, so I always grab for the same outfit unless I'm going out - the same old ratty camoflage pants and green shirt.
Yes, you'd think I'd learn.
It's the coupons - and a longing for truth in advertising - that gets me.
Of course, when I get them home they ALWAYS disappoint. They don't do much more than a wet paper towel despite all the promises.
So why don't I learn?
Getting a "deal" is what sucks me in.
OOOOOHHHHH. $1 off!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Of course, that the stuff costs about 10 times more than paper towels doesn't seem to disuade me.
The compulstion to take advantage of the "deal" also sucks me in when I'm shopping for clothes, which seems to be all of the time these days.
OOOOOHHHHHH. 50 PERCENT OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Plus my coupon for $20 off, plus my Passport discount of 5 percent off my entire order, plus the 10 percent off the entire order when I buy a $70 pair of jeans.
How can anyone resist?
I can't.
So an untellable dollar later - my kids will kill me if they found out; they fear they're going to have to support me one day - I walk out of my favorite store, Chico's of course, and add the results of yet another financial coup to my closet.
There's always a black cloud to go with that silver lining, however.
I get confused trying to decide what I'm going to wear, so I always grab for the same outfit unless I'm going out - the same old ratty camoflage pants and green shirt.
Yes, you'd think I'd learn.


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