Shopping means that one is looking around but not with the predisposition or previous intent to buy.
no, that’s called window shopping.
shopping in my book is going to the shop to buy what you need.
I’m not a very typical woman in that regard, I absolutely hate shopping. For everything.
I never window shop, jaysus what a waste of time.
I never have the time, anyway. Shops here are closed at 18.00 on weekdays (apart from thursdays, when it’;s late shopping night, and everyone is in town), and during the weekends i’m on the dropzone.
naah, no shopping for me
Men hunt- they used to go directly to the water hole with the intention of finding their prey, kill it, and drag it back to the cave. Now, they have something specific like concrete in mind, they go directly to the store, directly to the aisle, rack or display, bag their prey, pay for it, and go home. They do not purchase anything they did not plan to purchase when they left home.
Women gather- they used to methodically pick through the forest, checking underneath each bush and rock because nobody knows where a tasty grub or nutritious rock may be found. Now, they methodically pick their way through the stores, checking each rack and display because nobody knows where a great bargain may be found.
I forget who said that originally, but I like it. I love shopping. Even shopping for groceries is fun. My husband “picks up” or “goes to get” stuff, except for clothes. He refers to purchasing clothes as shopping, usually in the sentence, “God, I hate shopping for clothes.”
I’m a guy and I love shopping. My theory is that the best way to check out a new city is to go shopping. Spending a day checking out all the stores (and stopping for lunch, of course) is the best way to get aquainted with a new place.
And to the OP: make sure you mention shit in there. You’re not buying ‘stuff’ or ‘things,’ you gotta go get some shit.
I take it you’ve never been to the Home Depot? Hundreds of men wandering around looking at PVC pipe fittings they’ll never need.
They’re shopping.
No! NOOO! You take that back! [fingers in ears] LALALALA ICANTHEARYOU LALALALA
No, they are still hunting, they just spotted bigger game. It is perfectly alright to go out hunting for rabbit and come back with a Tyranosaur, just so long as you didn’t say, well I need some meat so I will see what I can find. Big difference.
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Nah, that’s not gonna work. My daughter’s official job title around the house is “Word Cop”. She is authorized to slap the wrist of the offender.
and to Betenoir and Green Bean:
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I find that I have to agree with Manduck:
Damn, that’s what takes her so damn long. The ever continuing quest for a nutritious damn rock.
Another vote for “lumber run.” We make lumber runs to Fleet Farm and Menards all the time. Lumber may or may not be on the list, but the term encompasses any excursion in search of home-improvement equipment and supplies.