Why is it that you will not allow me to walk out to my car without spending at least $100? I may be running in for a loaf of bread or can of infant formula, but I am sure to walk out with much, much more every single time. You continuously mock me having the clothing section right by the checkout. You know that I cannot resist another tank top for $9 because you can never have enough tanks. And those $1 bins are like crack to my kids and me. Shame on you for supplying such a powerful drug.
I would also like to take issue with your clearance sections. Those red clearance signs with their bright white letters call to me like sirens who crash ships. Those signs taunt me with their bargains on misfit items that I would never look at if they weren't donning red clearance stickers showing the item is now 30% off. Five minutes ago I didn't need a new welcome mat, waffle iron, or napkin holder, but now...because they are on clearance...they are headed for my cart.
And let's talk about the fact that you now have a huge grocery section. I don't need to go anywhere else! I can get my eye glasses, prescription medicines, groceries, clothes, diapers, sheets, and gardening supplies all in one store. If you just sold gas and had a doctor's office, I don't think I would ever have to leave.
Oh, Target. How I hate that I love you!