tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-933205011038630788.post1818161807429643862..comments2024-01-26T03:40:17.625-05:00Comments on The Fourth Frog Blog: My terrible, horrible, no good, very bad trip to TargetAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12547679169487196540noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-933205011038630788.post-23305110706154325022015-08-14T08:55:43.619-04:002015-08-14T08:55:43.619-04:00Oh girl I feel for ya. Although last year when my ...Oh girl I feel for ya. Although last year when my then-5th-grader had her first opportunity to decorate a locker, we totally bought the shag carpet. It's shagadelic, baby!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05982318057588536226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-933205011038630788.post-44090718217053945522015-08-14T07:02:33.112-04:002015-08-14T07:02:33.112-04:00Two years ago, while working at a certain organiza...Two years ago, while working at a certain organizational emporium, we sold mini locker chandeliers for nearly $40 that would turn like a disco ball and light up when the locker was opened. I chuckled when I opened the first of many boxes of them, thinking the buyers had gotten this one terribly wrong. Maybe this ridiculousness sells in NYC or LA, but in the Midwest? Um, no. <br /><br />Guess which back-to-school item sold out immediately and was impossible to keep on the shelf once new shipments arrived? Hint: It wasn't the reasonably priced and much-needed dry erase markers.Angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17864472645299542625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-933205011038630788.post-18908139492098591272015-08-13T21:55:44.639-04:002015-08-13T21:55:44.639-04:00I feel so bad for you. What the hell is in the WiF...I feel so bad for you. What the hell is in the WiFi in Target that makes the phone die when I need Cartwheel? Ay yi yi. If I had a nickel for every time. I might save as much money as I do with Cartwheel. I kid. <br /><br />"Because Mitzi's science book will be so much more bearable if it's surrounded by modern touches of wastes of money." This is why I love you. Anna always makes her own stuff but that first year, I remember being marveled by the crap they sell. I don't know why young adults have a problem with excess. <br /><br />Love you friend.Cherie from the Queen of Freehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14783198693644125008noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-933205011038630788.post-9730682630252785392015-08-13T11:41:11.165-04:002015-08-13T11:41:11.165-04:00Bleh. I'm sorry you had a rough experience. I ...Bleh. I'm sorry you had a rough experience. I can't even talk about our insurance coverage/high deductible right now without getting emotional. I spent this past Tuesday at the ER (after a trip to our PCP, hoping to avoid a trip to the ER, but the Dr sent us there anyway! cha-ching!)...dollar signs swirling in my brain, threatening to send me into cardiac arrest. ($700?!!! for meds! I'd have to die first.)<br />Which at this point, would not be such a bad thing.<br />We don't have lockers in our schools here. Which is both good and bad--they kids have the responsibility to remember what schedule each day is, so they remember which books to pack each day. Which really translates into: "I forgot my [math/english/history] book, Mom. Can you bring it to me in the next 10 minutes?"<br />Let's not dwell on that, though. Chocolate. The nice lady rang up your chocolate and gave it to you PRONTO! like medicine for a no good, very bad day. There's a special place in heaven for your Target lady. <br />Momzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01078211684662158122noreply@blogger.com