Case in point: This afternoon, I popped into a Club Monaco in Beverly Hills to kill some time, and the salesgirl hurried over to me and said in a urgent-yet-softspoken voice, "By the way, everything in the store is 30% off."
Excuse me? Everything? If even the sparkling new holiday duds on display are being pushed out in such a pathetically desperate manner, what the heck am I supposed to lust over and look forward to now? Talk about a case of consumerism Catch-22.
The salesgirl locked pensive eyes with me and bobbed her head in a forced peppy way as if pleading me to buy something. I walked out empty-handed rather quickly.

I know the economy's in a crunch, and desperate times call for desperate measures; but it's so sad and might I add, really unnerving to see retailers whoring themselves out like this. With sales so ubiquitous, it's starting to have the reverse effect on me as a shopper. Anyone else with me here?
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