Thursday, February 4, 2016

Sadmark Mall

The mall where I get my hair done is the saddest place on earth. This has nothing to do with my own feelings about getting my hair done. It's just really empty, and really depressing.

It shouldn't be quite so bad. It's easily accessible from 395, has tons of parking, three stories, a Macy's... you'd think the shops would stick around. Instead the shops are mostly hair-related. Salons, barber shops, wig shops, eyebrow threading, etc. Besides that, just a lot of empty, boarded up commercial space.

So based on previous experiences at this mall, we've decided there are only four reasons a person ventures here

  1. hair business
  2. speedwalking in constant circles
  3. the small toddler play area
  4. chick-fil-a
Unsurprisingly, #3 tends to lead into #4. Except, when we went last weekend during the great Snowzilla Thaw, we hung out with KB's and another family, until the kids started getting bored and hungry and wandering away. We happily put shoes back on, headed up the escalators to the food court to find... Cajun Mongolian. Everything else was out of business. No frozen lemonade and nuggets for this lot.

I felt badly for the lady from Cajun Mongolian, the place where J-Man would have happily eaten regardless of CFA's fate. She tried her best to lure us over with samples with no luck. As our three families stood, trying to make pre-meltdown lunch plans for the kiddos, we watched her try and fail to convince the next few groups of people riding up the escalator to find the same sad fate of our tasty lunch dreams. They were equally disappointed and uninterested in a replacement.

We soon trudged out of the mall en route to a cheap buffet in hopes that we'd all get full enough for Saturday naps,  and J-Man told me he didn't want to ever come back. Not that the kids were bad or he misses juicy chicken sandwiches, but the place just makes him sad. Deeply, profoundly, sad.

But let's face it, depressing as it may be, I'll be back. Even without a chick-fil-a, my house is too small to survive winter without the occasional sad or strange indoor play area. We'll just pack some sandwiches next time and pretend malls are supposed to be that devoid of actual economic activity.


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