tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post8007508796927408215..comments2023-10-18T09:24:06.238-05:00Comments on Stefanie Says: Does this mean Target is no longer my happy place?Stefaniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-86733084091137638222007-02-20T12:54:00.000-06:002007-02-20T12:54:00.000-06:00Poppy--I am starting to think perhaps the universe...Poppy--I am starting to think perhaps the universe and I speak entirely different languages.<BR/><BR/>DCCM--Maybe you're better off because at least you're expecting to run into people you know? Living in a city of 400,000, I have grown lazily accustomed to anonymity. Times like this, obviously that bites me in the ass.<BR/><BR/>Paisley--I was actually thinking at Wal-Mart, the greasy ponytail would actually be expected. ;-) I would blend right in!<BR/><BR/>L Sass--Every now and then I see a Sitemeter hit for someone coming in from Google or Technorati with a search about Target. If that visitor is someone actually doing market research for the store, I imagine you just made his or her day by calling Target the "center of the universe." :-) Also, I was actually in the Archer Farms snacks aisle when this run-in occurred!<BR/><BR/>Simone--Oh my; that IS a good story. I need more details. I am sending you an email postehaste. (Also, I love that you're calling it meMarmony in my comments, too!) :-) Thank you for helping me keep those particular Googlers away.Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-2137057656758190712007-02-20T11:44:00.000-06:002007-02-20T11:44:00.000-06:00I've got a good story. A guy on my memarmony close...I've got a good story. A guy on my memarmony closed me out before any communication then that same day showed up at my house after a date with my roommate...and had met her on a totally different site!<BR/><BR/>Small world around here!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-80382258017539050782007-02-20T11:15:00.000-06:002007-02-20T11:15:00.000-06:00I think Target is, in fact, the center of the univ...I think Target is, in fact, the center of the universe. All people-- online daters included--need cheap, cute fashion, toiletries, CDs, books, magazines and Archer Farms granola!L Sasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09852624970958809824noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-51044267295528580592007-02-20T10:51:00.000-06:002007-02-20T10:51:00.000-06:00The horrors! Don't move! It's much more credible...The horrors! Don't move! It's much more credible to be with a greasy ponytail in Target than in Wal-Mart. <BR/><BR/>When I was teaching I would always run into students at Target when I looked like hell. Of course, they were just as mortified because OMG WHAT WAS I DOING THERE? AREN'T I LOCKED UP IN THE CLASSROOM OVER THE WEEKEND? hahaPaisleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01627902202210039719noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-45239830021298273222007-02-19T22:04:00.000-06:002007-02-19T22:04:00.000-06:00Due to the nature of my job, it is rare that I can...Due to the nature of my job, it is rare that I can go anywhere in a 100 mile radius and NOT run into someone I know. Therefore, I must always look like a million bucks. haha<BR/><BR/>I would definitely move before stepping foot in that Wally-world place. <BR/><BR/>Perhaps a disguise is in order? A wig, hat, sunglasses... go all incognito, and you'll be fine. Right?don't call me MA'AMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11439448178708339536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-58259141938561803372007-02-19T19:39:00.000-06:002007-02-19T19:39:00.000-06:00Since you've seen more than one of the meMarmony g...Since you've seen more than one of the meMarmony guys at Target I'm guessing the universe is <B>not</B> trying to tell you that one of those guys is your man, but perhaps that your man is coming soon or that a different man was your true love.Poppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00059516280044760920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-54980763479656408602007-02-19T15:34:00.000-06:002007-02-19T15:34:00.000-06:00TOG--I have similar fears, but for me it's usually...TOG--I have similar fears, but for me it's usually tampons and Hot Pockets. <BR/><BR/>Anniina--Or at least making sure you've got clean hair and a fresh coat of lip gloss? Because I think that's MY new plan...<BR/><BR/>Poppy--I am really hoping the lesson is not that I let the best man of my life get away, because if either of those guys was my soul mate, then I truly can't trust my instincts at ALL.<BR/><BR/>GG--I know, right? And it's just Target... no where else! Weird.<BR/><BR/>Liz--OK, and <I>why</I> were you shopping for an eye patch?? That definitely sounds like a story worth telling.<BR/><BR/>R--You're right; I think it <I>is</I> just Target. I never run into anyone I know at Cub or Rainbow or anywhere else. Avoiding Target is tough, though, so I think I need to keep risking it, unfortunately.<BR/><BR/>3Cs--You can stop holding out hope for him. Sorry to disappoint. The update isn't really a story worth dedicating a whole post to, but I'll see if I can work it into some other update today or tomorrow.Stefaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10128238432671375399noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-26510380778828851532007-02-19T11:03:00.000-06:002007-02-19T11:03:00.000-06:00Maybe once every 3 months I go out with unwashed h...Maybe once every 3 months I go out with unwashed hair. The last time I ran into a mom from daycare (yes, it was at Target). In my little world, that's as bad as running into a guy you once dated.<BR/><BR/>Any new contact with index card guy? (I'm still holding out for him, even though he counted drinks...)3carnationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15942247215569463561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-85310919580600142942007-02-19T09:20:00.000-06:002007-02-19T09:20:00.000-06:00We run into people H knows at SuperTarget all the ...We run into people H knows at SuperTarget all the time! Yesterday, we ran into this woman he really doesn't like, and we were forced to talk to her for like 10 minutes in the cereal aisle. Aargh. We also run into people from H's hometown (population 1000) all the time. Very weird. I think the problem is Target, not you or Minneapolis.-R-https://www.blogger.com/profile/03106445268257079599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-78791066991415927042007-02-19T09:12:00.000-06:002007-02-19T09:12:00.000-06:00Minneapolis must be like Tulsa. Almost half a mil...Minneapolis must be like Tulsa. Almost half a million people, yet I run into people I know as often as I did when I lived in a town of 13,000. Weird.<BR/><BR/>And now I'm remembering the time in that small town when I ran into a guy I'd had a crush on for years while shopping at Walmart for an eye patch, while totally hot and sweaty (and a little stoned) after being at the lake all day. I think I definitely have to post that story on the blog.lizgwizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10907508137794025189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-78529853593893582102007-02-19T08:41:00.000-06:002007-02-19T08:41:00.000-06:00Good Lord, woman! I'm as baffled as you by this c...Good Lord, woman! I'm as baffled as you by this crazy phenomenon. Yikes!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-23470682434439963552007-02-19T06:19:00.000-06:002007-02-19T06:19:00.000-06:00I think this is the world trying to tell you somet...I think this is the world trying to tell you something. Not sure if it's trying to tell you to date more or date less, or that you let the best man of your life go along the way, but I'm guessing that will become more evident the more times you go to Target. :)Poppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00059516280044760920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-53080203358448921732007-02-19T04:22:00.000-06:002007-02-19T04:22:00.000-06:00Wow, now that is bad luck. You're making me consi...Wow, now that is bad luck. You're making me consider wearing a wig and sunglasses to my Target...Anniinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11293294133521209973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12047376.post-16153401573349987812007-02-19T01:32:00.000-06:002007-02-19T01:32:00.000-06:00You've made me kind of paranoid about running into...You've made me kind of paranoid about running into exes at Target. Especially because when I go there, I pretty much always throw one of those 24-count packages of toilet paper into my cart. I mean, I'm sure they know I go to the bathroom, but still.The Other Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03829845523633726024noreply@blogger.com