I don’t know, I suppose they mean well. WordPress now offers a “daily writing prompt,” in case you can’t think of anything to say on your blog.
Today’s prompt, for instance, is “Where would you go on a shopping spree?” My instinctive answer was, “The poor-house.” My mother, my father, my grandparents, my aunts–I never saw anybody in my family go on a shopping spree, any more than I ever saw them indulge in drinking or killing sprees.
The only people I EVER saw go on a shopping spree were characters in sitcoms and characters in comic strips.
But to answer the question:
I would go to Barsoom–which was Mars, as described by Edgar Rice Burroughs. You can get a lot of cool stuff on Barsoom which you can’t buy here on earth. Nifty sets of weapons, personal flying machines–you can even get invisibility paint, if you know where to look! (Uh… that didn’t come out quite right.)
And this is surely the only time in my life I have ever written about a shopping spree.
Good thing I’d put down my water glass before I read your first response to the writing prompt, or I would have sent you on a shopping spree to get me a new keyboard! 😄 The poor-house, indeed, forsooth!
Actually, there’s one grocery store that I go to where I always come out with lots more than I’d planned on buying. Hey, it’s not my fault that they have such beautiful fruits and vegetables and a beautifully laid out meat counter and all kinds of specialty food items that I can’t get anywhere else (taralli, special olives, great cheeses, etc.).
But I’m okay as long as I stay out of book stores, office supply stores, housewares stores, and hardware stores. (I’m starting to hyperventilate even as I write.)
Good post. Shopping sprees … I don’t hang around with rich folks, which are about the only people that can afford shopping sprees.