Today Joy and I went to Target to start our first gift registry for the wedding. This whole process is actually pretty cool. You walk up to a kiosk and fill out a number of electronic forms and then the kiosk tells you to go to guest services, where you get a few sheets of instructions, a catalog, and a scanner. Once you get all that you walk around the store scanning barcodes connected to the merchandise you want uploaded into your registry. Very nice. Very nice.
The fun part of all this is that I had chosen to wear a bright red polo shirt with white slacks and my Banana Republic dress shoes. As soon as I got this scanner, a provacatively dressed young woman walks up to me and starts asking me some questions about random things. To make things stranger Joy was missing from my side, which was a shock to me. So, to recap, I turned around from waiting in line at guest services to get this scanner and notice that Joy is missing. I walk a few steps and this girl is asking asking me seemingly random questions and she is really wanting some help.
This little issue was confusing for me, of course, but also for the girl who thought I was a Target employee, and for Joy who had been watching the tail-end of this scene from outside the store through the glass entryway. (Note to other guys: Do not talk to provocatively dressed, female, Target shoppers at any point before, during, or immediately after your wedding gift registry experience... especially if you are dressed better than usual while your fiance is more relaxed than usual with her attire. UNLESS you happen to have the great "Oh, I was just wearing the Target employee uniform and she was wondering about _________!" excuse.)
So, after that little fiasco is explained, I tell Joy that she had better stick close to me so other people don't bother me. This plan works out great, except Joy tends to wander off from time to time, and at one point she even needs to go buy some Trident. This leaves me alone in Target with a scanner, and every time she comes back I am 'caught' talking to more young female Target shoppers. (Really, I sometimes wonder if there is any other kind of Target shopper.) Fortunately, Joy sees this happen first hand with some other shoppers at a few other points and she just laughs off the whole thing. And I am safe. Whew!
Posted by David at January 23, 2005 01:45 AMLana said that she wouldn't go up and talk to you in Target because you'd be attracted to her aloofness. Come on, Lana is pretty hot! Or at least that's the word around all of Gainesville.
JB
Posted by: Jessica at January 23, 2005 04:03 AMLana is so random!
Lana may be considered the hot lil filly in G'ville right now, but we always loved Lana for Lana -- hot or not -- and we'll stick with her to keep her grounded.
*we = 301 girls and groupies.
Posted by: David at January 23, 2005 05:29 PM