Friday, February 10, 2006

Shopping

I hate Highpoint (also known as Lowpoint and Knifepoint).

I had to go there yesterday to sort out my phone. There’s been a stuff up, so I have to get my number ported out, and I needed to getrhtedjsdgkijhfdsdfgkrgkjhierjghujqiwk[odksvnxcmn sdvnskldnjkdj43ui2564306i34[optkfewsldkvm;l klgfjh 934.

Sorry. I was that bored, I just slammed my head into the keyboard.

Anyway. Highpoint Shopping Centre. For those that have never been in to the delights, here’s some dot points of why I hate it.

Shop assistants. Generally suffering from a disease well known to the western suburbs as ‘Fuckwitism’. The fuck wit who was meant to be serving me in the Optus shop was constantly looking at the video screen of crap rock and was singing along with Eminen. They are also young. A place full of young fuck wits. Excellent.

Shops. Shops are full of ‘street wear’ and types of ‘hip hop’ clothing. Neither is suitable to me. There is no tie shop in the whole of Highpoint. Not such a problem when the only time you wear a tie is when you are a defendant or you have to front up at Footscray Magistrate’s court.

People. There are a lot of people at Highpoint. Go there in the leads up to Xmas. I have, and fuck it gets busy! There are a lot of people there who like to wear the clothes mentioned in ‘Stores’. There are a lot of women there who wear clothes that are not suitable to their body styles. Far too many fat sheilas wearing low cut jeans that show off both their arse cracks and their muffin tops. Blokes like the functionality of the white tracksuit pant and matching jacket, with lanyard. Come to think of it, there are a lot of tracksuit wearing people there. Most have lanyards around their necks with mobile phones attached. People use to show their status by wearing a mobile on their belt, now it’s around their neck. I hope they wear it into the shower and hang themselves while trying scrub the foul stench of failure off themselves. Not going to happen, as the people I pass there on a hot day, never shower.

Music. What is it with J.Lo? I know most of the chicks there want to be like her. They dress like her, but few of them are up to be Jenny From the Block. All there is there is dance music and ‘thump thump’ stuff. I don’t mind a bit of it, but too much is crazy. And it is on all the time. In every shop. Please stop it! I guess that type of music is popular in the western suburbs. At least it appears to be at Highpoint

Car parking. There is lots of car parking at Highpoint. Most of it is full. Every time I go there it is. Chadstone has a lot of parking, most of it a long way from the shops. Highpoint just has car parks every where. Any where there is car parks. You won’t find your way back, but at least you’ll have a park. And you have to run the risk of one of the people mentioned above hitting your car, or stealing it, or killing you before you get back to your car, or being robbed of your new purchases. I could go on, but don’t want to.

It is a silly place, and one I would not go to if I was you.

Here’s a site you should visit, only if you have sound, as it is very funny. Bye.

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