More-than-usual excitement at Target
I can't believe I forgot to blog about the unprecedented excitement that took place at our local Target the other day.
First of all, let me stress that I was there on a legitimate mission. I was in charge of "Bunco night" for the ladies retreat at our church and I was trying to find a bell to ring to begin and end rounds. Do you know how hard it is to find a bell? The only one I could find at Target was on the bicycle aisle. It was a Disney Princess bicycle bell.
So I was standing there trying to decide if I should buy it or not when a woman walked into the aisle. She was holding a shirt that was still on the hanger. She seemed tense and was looking over the shelf behind me very anxiously. Then she suddenly hurried away.
Meanwhile, I decided against the bicycle bell and was looking elsewhere in the store when I decided I really did want to get the bicycle bell. So back I went to the bicycle aisle. That's when I spotted her again. This time she was looking anxiously around and appeared to be talking into the shirt on the hanger. When she saw me, she suddenly stopped and walked away. "Surely it's not..." I thought. Then, as she was walking away, I saw her stick a walkie-talkie in the back of her jeans. She had been hiding it under the shirt. That's when I knew! I had spotted a plain-clothes cop. Then I saw the hoodlums a couple of aisles over that she had been watching.
Don't you think my Target addiction has reached a new level when I know who the plain-clothes cops are? Is it weird that I found this so exciting? I was there today (hair color -- another legitimate mission) and I looked for her but didn't see her. I was going to wink and whisper "I know who you are." OK, probably not.
In honor of this milestone, and inspired by fellow blogger Kyle Martin, I have written some Target haiku:
Target, I love you
The red bullseye is my friend
Wal-Mart really sucks.
And you wonder why I'm a published writer!