Today I went to Target over lunchtime hoping to pick up a few necessities. And by necessities, I mean, I’m an adventurous gal and all, but I was really starting to feel like I was taking my life into my own unsteady, under-caffinated hands every morning using that 8-year-old hair dryer.
I’d never been to this particular Target before, this uber-suburban Target (uber-uber-suburban? I mean, can Target not be uber-suburban? sufice to say, this one was in a mall!). This Target had TWO FLOORS!
The whole two floors things means I spent a goodly amount of time investigating the mens underpants section to the nth degree and wondering why in god’s name there wasn’t a hair dryer section.
This Target also had.. booze? Yeah, that’s right. Target’s stepping it up. No longer shall Super Wal-Mart be the only place one can purchase bed sheets, wiper blades, and a bottle of vino all in one stop!
Um, or is that competition one giant step down?  Yeeaahh….
Oh my god. I love the two floor Targets. I’m like a kid in a candy store. Did you go to one that had the escalator for your cart? I think those are the coolest.
i am also all about the cart escalator - ours has one. I’ve never had a 2-story target before, so is so much fun. Plus, target is just awesome, even with only one floor (although my closest L.A. target was affectionately nicknamed ‘ghetto-target’ and I only went there when in a hurry).