Oh, dear Hudson’s Bay Company, last bastion of old, consumer Canadiana, fuzzy blankets and new tailor to the Olympic team [though, sorry, the outfits are kinda ugly this year].
You’ve been bought out by an American company and, while I suppose that was inevitable, it still sucks. I never really purchased all that many things from you, or you little sister Walmart-wannabe Zellers, but it was nice to know that I could. And when I did, it was always all good.
But this past weekend, I’ve been reminded why I don’t spend much time or money in your vast halls of goods: everything’s freaking expensive.
After spending the majority of our holiday gift card on a lovely frying pan [and it is lovely – one can really say “lovely” and “frying pan” in the same sentence] there was a little left over. I thought perhaps to use it on a new shower curtain – it’s gift money, after all! I can go a little frivolous, and a $50 shower curtain would certainly be frivolous. But, oh!, live a little!
The problem arose, dear Hudson’s Bay Company, when it became apparent that even your nastiest shower curtains were priced at around $70. Anything you deemed worthy enough for a decent display spot was upwards of $120 – and even their aesthetic appeal was lost to me.
Not to get too personal, HBC, but I shower in the dim morning or late at night, with my eyes barely open and without my contact lenses. Even if [and, as yet, I can’t fathom it], a shower curtain worthy of more than $100 existed, it would be vastly wasted on me.
So, I must turn elsewhere for a bit of fabric with which to adorn my tub: a bed ‘n’ bath boutique or [gasp] other large retailer. I hear there’s one from Sweden…
No, now don’t get jealous. You’ve headed south, anyway, remember? And no, I can’t hold that against you. I realise that it was supposed to be a good tactical move. But it does sting a little.
But only until you ask me to pay $120 for a shower curtain.