I just never understood it...
Even when I was twelve (and that's been a long while now) and other kids from school would get dropped off at the mall to hang out with the other mall stooges, all I ever wanted from a mall was to get in, grab what I needed and get out. I distinctly remember walking into the mall and making a beeline directly for the shops I knew we had to visit while passing by kids I knew from school sitting on various planters and other mall furnishings. All this while security guards eyed my peers suspiciously (and leered creepily at the preteen girls dressed in madonna look alike garb).
What the hell made anyone want to sit around in a mall other than to wait for the next showing of a movie? I'm sure people watching has a certain appeal, but honestly how much fun is it to watch a bunch of middle age women mall-walk, glassy eyed stoners stumble toward the smell of Cinnabon and other kids the same age competing for space in the middle of the mall (I won't even go into the territory fights).
I think I just spent too much time with friends who actually liked to do things that didn't make them seem like they suffered from low-level retardation. We rode bikes, built forts, explored places we weren't allowed into and anything that didn't require the constant bombardment of invasive commercialism. Maybe we were addicted to sunlight. Whatever it was that didn't fire off in our skulls to make us lust after the filtered sun and fluorescent glow of the mall may have cheated me out of getting laid at a young age, but honestly I really can't say I care, we were more interested in having fun.
but then again...
I once owned parachute pants.
3 comments:
no offense but were you building forts when you were 16? in a way i hope you were because i wish that i was.
now i wasnt a mall rat, but i did hang out on the mall and it was mainly for 2 reasons:
1. it was a place to go. i dont know about anyone else, but besides house parties, someone's basement/garage, and concerts, there werent many places to go hang out at as a teenager, at least legally.
2. chicks.
yeah it was mainly chicks.
no, no forts. I was mainly running cars, go-karts and motorcycles off of hills that pretty much destroyed them, and our common sense.
So yeah the chicks? Meh... I started really caring about that aspect of life after I was old enough to not sit around at the mall.
So you hit puberty at 18?
Damn.
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