Three weeks back I swore that I’d never buy anything online again (read my delivery drama stories here to get the picture). Well, that was three weeks ago. Since then I have had a (successful) delivery of a pair of shoes, a dress, five books & a steak press. Yeah, I’ve got a problem. Online shopping problem.
Online shopping is just too good, ain’t it?! You can go online anytime of the day (or night) and browse the endless pages & pages of products (which you most likely don’t need). It’s so therapeutic to lie on your back in front of a heater (fireplace, if you’re one of the luckier ones) and type away your dreams into the search box. And the excitement of having your parcel waiting for you at home after you came from a 8:00-20:00 Saturday shift – ripping it open & finding that uber cool silicone tea strainer in a shape of strawberry you bought two weeks ago when you were suffering from a severe case of insomniac brain malfunction.
But you know what? I haven’t always been such an avid online shopper. I’m a village girl. In my village we don’t buy things online – and if we do then it’s probably a pair of horse riding boots or a nourishing oil for your horse’s hooves. Until about 2 years back, I wouldn’t even bother with online shopping – I had the most stereotypical fears: I’ll buy a wrong size/shape/colour, it won’t fit me, it’s a scam, it’ll never come, it’ll get lost in the post, it’s more expensive. I was so young & naive, oh deary me! Now, why is shopping on the internet so much better than shopping in a real brick-n-stone shop? Because it’s: