I HATE THE MALL!..........
Except for the frozen yogurt store.
When I make an annual trip to the mall (usually between December 21st and 23rd) to buy my wife a few Christmas presents, I usually have no clue what I'm doing.
Typically I wander around aimlessly in a mindless fog staring at clothing racks and jewelry counters.
After several hours, of inhaling perfumes, and lotions, I need a break.
I need some Froyo!
I usually recall from previous expeditions that there is a yogurt shop...