This is just dangerous.
After spending 1.5 hours in Michaels (the average for me), the cashier asked if I had a rewards card.
“No,” I said. Why don’t I already have this? I wondered.
He asked if I wanted to sign up for one.
“Sure,” I said. Of course! I thought.
He told me I automatically get 20% off my next purchase.
“Great,” I said. Oh, that’s why, I realized.
People should not give me more incentive to visit a craft store. Aside from the simple truth that it’s a waste of time (yesterday, I called my mom while I was there and asked her to save me because I was trapped in the store. “I don’t think I can help,” she answered. It runs in the family, this tendency to get trapped in craft stores), it’s also encouragement to spend more money. And that’s something I really don’t need to be doing. Especially not on supplies for projects I wasn’t planning on starting, or–even worse–ones I don’t intend to finish.
For some reason though, I can’t resist art supplies, despite the fact that I’m not an artist and have barely any wall space at my new place to house new masterpieces.
Anyway, I have the card, and I also live fairly close to the store now. A recipe for disaster, if your definition of disaster is an empty bank account and a studio apartment full of paint.