From the time you hit the automatic doors, the aromas of Starbucks and popcorn swirl around your senses like a sonata. You’re already hooked. There’s no escaping, they’ve captured you.
As you fumble around the perfectly placed sale bins, you already begin to forget why you came, what you needed and how much damage is about to ensue.
Sound familiar? Target has not only become a mothership for convenience shopping, but has also managed to brainwash all of us into believing they have the answer to all our needs, personal, gifting or otherwise.