I am a nightmare shopper. Absolute, utter nightmare. If you work in a store, you'd hate me. I pick something up, wander around the store with it for half an hour, decide I don't want it and then put it down anywhere. Well not quite anywhere... If I had a hat, I wouldn't put it on someone else's head unless that someone was a mannequin... Ahem.
The latest saga in the nightmareshopperme syndrome is to buy something and then decide, I don't like it/want it, which results in a conversation with my brother asking does he want it, which today resulted in said comment...
"Next time you go shopping, I'm coming with you and choosing what you buy so I know it'll be something I want when you decide you don't."
Ha! Cheek. :D
Ooh, and courtesy of said brother, I now have Adobe Photoshop so expect some weird/bad mashup pictures to appear here eventually or on the yet to be finished Strange Men website.