I hate shopping....
I had to go to Tiffany's. Not to visit Tiffany, the singer of the olden days. Whatever happened to her? Wait, I don't care. I had to go to a Tiffany & Co. jewelry store. I didn't want to go to the store in San Francisco. Too much hassle. It would be easier to bring the small, non-working, brass Tiffany desk clock that I found in my dad's apartment while clearing it out, to a Tiffany store in southern CA. It would be an errand on a road trip I had planned. Being both interested in and intimated by the shopping habits of a very small percentage of the population that is doing its part to put the us back into USA and pull us out of the economic mess we're in, I parked the car and took a deep breath before walking into South Coast Plaza. It's the mega mall in The OC city of Costa Mesa. It contains more high-end stores under one roof than I've ever seen. In the mall...where is that store? Ah! There's a security guard coming out of