Date: 2004-11-10 02:32 pm (UTC)
True enough, the cashier at Borders, or wherever I choose to distribute my beer tokens, is unlikely to have any bearing on my purchasing habits, unless they in some fashion serve as an annoyance. But I still identify that transaction far better than copying numbers and words into a box and then waiting 8-10 days for delivery. Where's the intimacy of that?

Actually I say delivery, in reality I have to wait for a notice to be delivered to my house inviting me to come to Peckham's Royal Mail Distribution Office at a mutually inconvenient time to make efforts to convince some stoppy overtimer that I am entitled to receive the goods that I have rightfully purchased.

I guess I also appreciate the immediacy of the retail outlet. I can casually stroll into Zwemmers and three or four small pieces of paper later I can exit with a hefty tome of glossy pages before initiating some quality photo time curled up on a leather couch in Nero. I guess I could pack-horse the latest half a ton of Yves Bertrand-Arhus into the C-Zone but I somehow suspect that it wouldn't be the same.
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