I'm Tossing My Visa Away
We were in Ontario, CA a few weeks ago, closing on our new house. The movers told us that we have to pay by the pound to move our stuff, so we'll be leaving plenty behind. So, as I stood in my new kitchen, brow wrinkled, I told my friend, "God, we have so much to buy. I'll have to make a Target run as soon as we move here."
She had a blank look on her face, and immediately I knew. I knew.
There ain't no Target in Canada, people.
I took it in stride, adjusted to having to shop at Walmart or somewhere even more unsavory, and moved on with my day.
Three weeks ago, I was giddy with excitement as I stood in Pottery Barn. We have two living areas to furnish, and we'll finally have some money to buy what we want.
Then the salesperson told me Pottery Barn doesn't carry furniture in their Toronto stores, and they don't deliver anything to Canada. Unable to conceal my horror, I listened as she explained that they'll be happy to ship my items to the border for a huge fee, but there's a risk that a Sullivan Ottoman lovin' border guard might confiscate my stuff in the interest of "national security". And the company would rather not take that risk.
Still in mourning over this, I went to drown my sorrows (or dress them, if you will) at the JCrew sale. And guess what the sales lady told me??
Uh huh. That's right. No JCrew in Canada.
How can this be??? I've met plenty of Canadians, and they're a civilized people. I don't understand. This just isn't right. What's next? No pizza?
So I'm done. I'm staying. The family can go if they'd like to, but I'm staying right here, even if it means pitching a tent in my parent's backyard.
We were in Ontario, CA a few weeks ago, closing on our new house. The movers told us that we have to pay by the pound to move our stuff, so we'll be leaving plenty behind. So, as I stood in my new kitchen, brow wrinkled, I told my friend, "God, we have so much to buy. I'll have to make a Target run as soon as we move here."
She had a blank look on her face, and immediately I knew. I knew.
There ain't no Target in Canada, people.
I took it in stride, adjusted to having to shop at Walmart or somewhere even more unsavory, and moved on with my day.
Three weeks ago, I was giddy with excitement as I stood in Pottery Barn. We have two living areas to furnish, and we'll finally have some money to buy what we want.
Then the salesperson told me Pottery Barn doesn't carry furniture in their Toronto stores, and they don't deliver anything to Canada. Unable to conceal my horror, I listened as she explained that they'll be happy to ship my items to the border for a huge fee, but there's a risk that a Sullivan Ottoman lovin' border guard might confiscate my stuff in the interest of "national security". And the company would rather not take that risk.
Still in mourning over this, I went to drown my sorrows (or dress them, if you will) at the JCrew sale. And guess what the sales lady told me??
Uh huh. That's right. No JCrew in Canada.
How can this be??? I've met plenty of Canadians, and they're a civilized people. I don't understand. This just isn't right. What's next? No pizza?
So I'm done. I'm staying. The family can go if they'd like to, but I'm staying right here, even if it means pitching a tent in my parent's backyard.
posted by The June Cleaver Diaries at 5:59 AM
14 Comments:
No Target? What, exactly, does that mean? Like, there's no Target store? Those words together make no sense to me.
Get used to it. There's a lot of stuff that we don't have here...
I don't understand this at all! This will definitely cause me to re-think my long-term goal of moving to Canada, I'm afraid.
Oh, cursed reality!
when you said NO TARGET, i had to wipe away tears. when you mentioned the W word, i had to stop reading.
On the upside, there are few guns and NO George Bush in Canada.
I know. Not the same. I'm so sorry.
but there are, like, 3 IKEAS in the greater Toronto area. I love Toronto, I'd move there in a heartbeat. Maybe they don't have Target, but they do have this thing called free education and healthcare for all who need it. And you can walk right up to the ticket window then the Red Sox are in town and buy good seats, cheap. So there's that.
i feel your pain...i've lived here for 8 years now and i'm still adjusting to the things i can't get here. We actually make grocery runs across the border occassionally because there are so many foods and food brands that i love in the states that just can't seem to make it across the border.
You can stay at the lake house! Much better than a tent. Seriously, I'm in need of some tables for the house. Are you selling what you don't take? H
So we just got back from Canada yesterday, and I found a quaint little hardware store called "Home Depot." Things are looking up.
Heather--we may be getting rid of the kitchen table. It depends on whether or not my mother-in-law wants it back.
Awww, I thought you meant Ontario CA-lifornia. That's totally my neck o the woods. Bummer about there being no Target...Ontario down here has one! Sure you don't want to reconsider???
It will be OK--I promise I will sent you gifts from Target an dPottery Barn when ever I come to visit. And besides, you'll have IKEA, so it isn't completely uncivilized.
I live in an alien world. Maybe we don't have Target stores but we do have Hudson's Bay Company stores and Canadian Tire stores.
What is a Target Store anyway?
Steve,
I plan on rounding up all of the Canadian bloggers I can find, and bringing you back to the States for a Target fieldtrip. Only then will you understand. It is no Canada Tire, my friend.
I can so relate to this - I just (in response to a piteous, poor me rant on my blog a few months back) had a very kind person send me Good N Plenty's from the states - because here? In Nova Scotia?
Good and Plentyless.
It's been six years. I still mourn Target.
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