It's sale season again...I mean, you know that somehow in our little red dot, there is always some kind of sales going on, but this is the Mother of All Sales...supposedly.
For the past few years too, the shopaholic in me loved looking forward to these moments - and like the experienced general going for war, I would have planned my strategy months in advanced...looking for the best bargains.
But sigh...not anymore. I had my usual pre-sale practice sessio, trawling up and down the Marina area, to the little lanes in Holland V. I came back empty-handed. Not because I was merely window-shopping, staking out items I would want to buy, but because there was simply....nothing to buy!
Actually, there is a reason behind this. You see, I found a new avenue for my vice...E-Bay...and it is a shopping paradise 24/7. I know where to find what I really, really want.
And it is really so much cheaper. Now I can really walk past the shops and take a good look at the prices they are offering. Goodness gracious me....It's absolutely cut-throat at the marked up charges.
I am sure good old Mr Postman is wondering why there seem to be a new package delivered to the house each day. Opps...it is getting so addictive.
Err..there is an e-bay shopaholic anonymous out there? Help!
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