I was wandering around the mall the other week looking for ideas for Christmas presents and went in Nordstrom. Have you ever been in this place? It’s like an Abercrombie for not-teenage girls. I walked in and immediately thought, “yeah, I am definitely not good enough to be in this store.” There’s a dress code for just being inside the store. No three piece suit or tuxedo, then get out. I think they follow the Globo Gym philosophy of “We’re better than you, and we know it!” There’s even a person who plays piano in the store, presumably so you don’t have to feel like you’re inside an average person’s mall. Because everyone knows malls are beastly, savage places only frequented by uncivilized hoodlums.
Here’s my Christmas present to you: Don’t bother ever going in Nordstrom. You’ll be the better for it. Plus, chances are you’re not going to be deemed good enough to go in anyway.
