Everybody loves shopping and your humble narrator is no exception. Today I donned my special shopping clothes, did my special pre-shopping stretching exercises and entered into the world of acquisition bliss.
I have bought 100 sick bags.
They really are a steal at just 12p. You don’t get much for 12p in today’s economic climate. The best things in life really are [almost] free.
Clicking ‘confirm’ at FirstAidWarehouse.co.uk brought about one of those rare existential moments of total self awareness. “What am I doing?” I laughed. “I’m buying 100 sick bags is what”.
The Plain People of Cyberspace: But why? Please tell us why. We’re dying to know.
Of course, I don’t plan to be sick one-hundred times (unless I find myself accidentally watching The Catherine Tate Show again). To explain: I’m going to print logos onto them and give them away as free gifts with the first one hundred copies of The New Escapologist, the rough-and-ready underground magazine of which I am the editor.
I’m hoping the complementary sick bag will sway those ‘maybe someday’ customers. I think I’m on to something.