I don’t live very far from a T. J. Maxx, so when it comes to Christmas shopping I always take a peak in to see if there is anything I can get anyone. My mom like to shop there, so why not shop for her there? Last year, I wrote about a great little find from that particular store, and how much I had to stop and laugh at it. Just the idea of it. Well, this year’s visit to T. J. Maxx was no disappointment.
First, let’s dive into a phrase I’ve long been disgusted with, “beach bum.” It’s for people who love the beach. I hate it for the same reason that anyone calls themselves a “chocolate lover.” Everyone likes chocolate. Everyone. Same with the beach, maybe slightly less than everyone, but we’re talking 99.8% of people and that other 0.2% loved the beach when they were kids but decided as adults that they don’t like sand. Fine. Food, music, and movie lovers get a pass, because while everyone likes those things too, at least those involve some discretion. Beach bums will go to practically any beach and chocolate lovers still like things like Hershey’s Kisses (delicious, but decidedly not top-shelf).
While not the most profound observation of all time, I figure beach bum is the target demographic for this piece of work:
Much like “Welcome Friends” from last year, I could not contain my laughter. It’s a starfish on a pedestal! I was laughing so hard that an employee, who must have realized why I was laughing, turned and smiled at me with a look like she was admitting that no one vets any of the merchandise at T. J. Maxx. That they buy anything labeled “crafty” and under $19.99 from the wholesaler’s catalog. I laughed at this so much that 10 minutes after the fact, I thought about it again, and spit my gum out laughing.
Anyways, I also saw a bag of starfish, for decoration of course:
They don’t care, I’m not sure why I do so much.
It’s just like beach bums to put starfish on a pedestal.