Shopping bugs me, for metaphorical reasons I'm sure, because in life as in shopping, you go in looking for one thing. There's one thing you really need, right? But then there's "Blue Light Specials”, you know, and you just get confused, you get distracted, that's all. It's human. You wind up with this armload of shiny junk. You know, and then you're checking out-I mean, checking out-and suddenly you remember, "Huh... there was that one thing I came in for. Oh no, I forgot-I just have this junk-oh no!”.