The Mall of America is a marvel of modern commerce, and a fish bowl for the curious.
You can spend your time shopping, eating and playing in a number of ways. Or you can find a bench, sit down and watch. The speed walkers and the waddlers, the hot moms and the single dads, the veteran shopper and the loiterers. They all have a story, you just have to watch and let your mind wander.
Some of them are shopping to fill a void, some are shopping because they can and a few are shopping out of need. I know when I come to the mall, I am constantly battling the logical part of my brain. The need vs. want argument is constantly in my head while at the mall. I am no different than anyone else, I like nice things. Hats, watches, shoes, these are things I desire. However, I can say with some satisfaction, that I can and usually do refrain from making impulse buys. That is until I get to the fourth floor of the mall.
The fourth floor contains all the bars and restaurants at The Mall of America. And even though I am there during daytime hours, I am still drawn to a bar stool over shopping. On the fourth floor, there is no time to argue need vs. want. There is cold beer to pacify both sides of the brain. I guess the Mall of America has something for everyone. After all, I want to do my part to stimulate the economy.