I've done some pretty silly things when it comes to a shopping over the years.
I've lined up with the best of them to grab a bargain. I've risen early and rushed to the after Christmas Sales with Mum, both bleary eyed and wondering WHY are we doing this year after year. I've grabbed things I don't need but BOY what a bargain! I've jostled crowds, been irritated by ruthless shoppers who steal things right from under my nose and I've shopped 'til I've dropped.
I've been that last minute shopper, at the shops on Christmas Eve STILL searching for that last minute gift. I've been known to buy the kid's friends' birthday presents ON THE WAY TO THE PARTY and wrap it in the car while they write on the card. And I've spent an entire day trudging around the shops for Christmas presents and come home with one thing, or worse still, come home empty handed.
But yesterday took the cake.
Yesterday, on Brandt's urging, we got up at 7am (when I REALLY needed a sleep in) and we arrived for the grand opening of CITY BEACH SURF SHOP at Charlestown Square for the supposedly fantastic opening early bird sale items!
Oh how I wished I had have had a camera yesterday morning at 8.10am. Not so I could take a photo of the gazillion other silly people lining up for their turn to enter the shop. But to take a photo of MY FACE as we came through Myer and sighted the line of people, waiting patiently right back to Just Jeans.
The surf shop was already open but being a small premises couldn't fit everyone in. So they would only let a group of people in at a time. Mind you it was a LARGE group and once inside the shop they were squished like sardines which hardly looked like fun.
We obediently joined the end of the line.
I was still half asleep I think as I just followed along like a little sheep in a daze. Thinking, are we crazy?
"The line's moving quickly..we'll get in soon," Brandt told me. "and we need a plan of attack. You go one way, I'll go the other and we'll grab whatever we can."
"Um, and whos paying for all this?" I asked him. "Why are we here again!"
I mentally ticked off who I still had to buy for..maybe I could get Jason something extra - I had $15 left to spend on him. And something for Ken. And something for Brandt and an extra little thing for Jake...
"And I want some Globe shoes," Capri told me. "They're only $30."
And suddenly I had a little list building in my head as we waited and waited and waited for our turn. Perhaps I could actually finish my Christmas shopping here at the Surf Sale I naively told myself.
TWENTY FIVE MINUTES LATER they herded us into the holding dock with a group of about 25 others with the rest of the waiting line still stretched out of sight and back toward Just Jeans!
I grabbed Capri's hand and told her not to let go.
And then we were off and racing.
"Off you go," said the young surfy looking kid who seemed to be running the show. And we were in.
With dozens of others. It was absolutely, utterly and ridiculously crazy. Anything on sale had a red balloon attached the the rack. You had NO choice but to be swept with the crowd. No time for browsing. No time to search for the right size. No time to compare or check prices. No time to think, do I REALLY NEED these size 11 Billabong thongs marked down to $8.
Brandt's advice to grab what you could was pretty much how things panned out. We lost Brandt as he was swept away in another direction. Thankfully I could ring his mobile to locate him.
He'd found some boardies in his size. I marvelled that he could find anything in this crowd. And I added them to the size 11 thongs I had secured as we had entered the shop.
After a few minutes and happy with my few things I had I decided it was ridiculous and we had to GET OUTTA THERE. Especially as Capri was too short and being pushed, knocked, hit in the head with coat hangers and couldn't breathe amongst the crowd.
But getting out again was worse than waiting to get in.
I cannot fault the staff of the shop. They did everything they possibly could to organise what was an oversized crowd of crazy shoppers. They had many helpers. Clearly marked racks and the staff all wore hot pink shirts so they were easily identifiable. They were all most helpful.
But the crowds inside the shop were just too big. And once in, it was hard to get out again. I have never pushed through and apologised to so many people before in my life. So many people were lovely and nice and kind. And others were not.
The checkout line snaked its way from the front door, around several racks and finally to the front counter in the middle of the shop. They had a young girl whose sole job it was to hold a white balloon to mark the start of the checkout line. BUT as the checkout line weaved its way right bang, smack in the middle of the sale racks, many people were also trying to look through the racks at the same time. Which was just chaos.
And browsing people and checkout line people got all mixed up.
There was a lady in a crocheted top in front. I just kept my eye on her. And I heard the lady behind me say to her daughter to follow me. So we were going along ok.
Brandt was waiting outside by this stage. It took about 25 minutes to get served. Almost there and a browsing man pushed into the checkout line RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME. He was older. And big. And I was reluctant to argue or say anything as I couldn't make a fast getaway!
So I remained silent.
Browsing, pushing in man had an equally pushy wife who suddenly appeared and planted herself in front of me.
Unfair.
Staff were handing out bottles of water to the crowds. Pushy man and his woman grabbed bottles. Capri missed out. I decided we weren't a very pushy family really. And we were far too polite.
FINALLY, the checkout was in sight.
And it was almost our turn. And yep, you guess it..another pusher-innerer. This time a lady. She had been looking at boxes of shoes right near the checkout and she swung around with her boxes and looked at me and looked at the checkout girl who was calling next please...
She said meekly, "well, I'm not actually supposed to be here...." as if to say, take pity on me and please serve me.....
And remembering browsing pushing man and his wife and the fact that we had been pushed and shoved for 20minutes, and Capri had missed out on a water bottle and the fact we are TOO POLITE I said,
"Yep, that's right. You AREN'T SUPPOSED to be here. I'm sorry, but we've been standing here for 25minutes and you have to find the girl with the white balloon waaaay back at the front of the shop and line up like the rest of us..."
And she did.
So what did I buy? A whole lot of nothing really. A couple of presents but was it worth the effort for the saving I got? Not really. Did I find myself stuck in a situation I should have avoided? Yep. Will I do it again? I hope not.
Capri got these.

It was her reward for her patience and for being a trouper! $4.95 clip in coloured fake plaits. What every girl needs.
And no, they weren't even on sale.