When I was 17 or so I got a job at Tar.get as a cashier. I was promoted to Customer Service, then to Supervisor of the Front Lanes, and from there I moved into the Cash Office where I was responsible for all of the incoming and outgoing money. Working there I had the opportunity of seeing all of the great sales and get first dibs. Score!

When the babies were born and we were housebound for 3 months I started getting the Tar.get itch. I was going through withdrawls. First outing I ever took the babies….of course, my good friend Tar.get! Second, third, fourth, and fifteenhundredth outing….of course, my good friend Tar.get! We probably hit them up once a week for odds and ends, specific items, or just to browse. They are smart cookies, those Tar.get people. I’ve never left the store without spending money, usually more than I intend too. When I recently read about all of the great deals and sales going on after the holidays you can imagine my yips and yelps of glee. I grabbed the babies, tossed them in the car, and sped like a maniac to get all of things I don’t need and more! And then….the unbelievable happened. I left the store empty handed. As in, I did not purchase ONE SINGLE THING. I must have missed all of the great deals and steals, because the store was barren, cold, and sad…so very sad.

I guess they are off the hook since last week I purchased this on sale and have found it coming in rather handy for all of the crap….er, toys we have.