Columbus returns

The Catalogette enjoyed a super pseudo holiday yesterday but she bemoaned the lack of log delivery. Instead of flicking her way through some hot new layouts, she was hustling her way through the warm and not-so-friendly crowds at the mall. Why you ask?

Catalog return. Ugh.

If only there was some way to try stuff on, say, in a cyberspace fitting room, then returns would be obsolete. I wouldn't have to wait amid the great shopping unwashed, delicately tapping my toes and furiously rolling my eyes, while you tell the sales person your catalog horror story.

To make it easier for me, I offer you a sampling of The Catalogette's Rules of Return Engagements:

1) Have your receipt or invoice; if you don't have the receipt, don't bother, just give the item as a gift or donation. But by no means should you hold up the line while the sales person picks up the phone to hunt down your order.

2) Don't reorder at the desk. They have the same catalogs you have at home. Order on your own time, not mine.

3) Don't pick up your order in the catalog department. Don't you have an address? A home? A shelter? Let the postman deliver it -- he always rings twice!