• Affine Connection@lemmy.world
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    1 year ago

    I have obsessive guilt about silly things, but even I cannot comprehend why people would feel guilty about simply not buying something at a store.

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      1 year ago

      It might look like you stole something. And the more you think that as you walk out the door, the more you start to look like you stole something.

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        1 year ago

        And for me the feeling is inversely proportional to the time spent there.

        I’m looking for something very specific, they don’t have it, I leave. But man, does it seem I just went in real quick to steal something as fast as possible.

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          1 year ago

          Take comfort in knowing the employees probably aren’t paid enough to care

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        1 year ago

        I memorized all of the best, publicly available bathrooms in Boston. It was extremely important info. The best is restaurants with bar seating because you can just say you are headed to the bar but no one ever tried to stop me anyway.

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      1 year ago

      My wife always feels guilty about leaving a small shop without buying anything and will say stuff like “We’ll be back!”. I have to remind her we’re under no obligation to buy anything and you shouldn’t feel guilty about it.

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      I won’t let myself leave a local book store without buying anything, hence I only visit when I’m out of reading material.

      Probably plays back into when I helped watch my father’s and mother’s trade show tables respectively. My father would sell sports cards back in the 90s and he was lucky to have one paying customer all day at an event we had spent all morning setting up for.

      My mother used to paint whimsical designs on chunks of wood (toll painting) and set up a table of her painted wood art various church sales. I saw the hours my mom had spent tracing and painting those dumb little seasonal characters, only to see these rich bitches saunter by her table, turn her work over, say “That’s cute!”, And walk on.

      To this day I will not walk into an antique store or junk shop or book store without at least ten bucks to burn. It feels gross to take up a shopkeeps time and space without buying something.