Maybe I’m just stupid, but I think that part of my frustration with the mall has something to do with the confusion I feel when I walk into many stores. It’s sometimes very challenging to figure out where the men’s section ends and the women’s section begins.
I mean, there you are, looking at jeans, and the next thing you know, you’re right in the middle of the women’s section trying not to feel like a cross dresser. It’s embarrassing to pick up a shirt when you’re not sure if it’s a guys shirt or not. Maybe it’s just me, but I’d kind of like a big black line down the middle of the room.
Am I alone here, or can somebody else relate?