Here’s the thing – I’m the worst customer. I want to stroll through a store and look around without anyone invading my personal space or interrupting my train of thought. I’m particular and I have an active imagination and I can make up in my head the ideal product and I know perfectly well that it doesn’t exist so please just leave me alone to wander through the pretty things and then leave purchase-less and disappointed. Also I have three children, which means I have zero discretionary funds to spend on myself. Furthermore, because of those offpspring, I have to be excruciatingly aware that whatever amount I spend on Kid One must also be spent on Kid Two and Kid Three, and therefore I am compelled to be quite careful about what I spend on Kid One because I need to be able to triple it. So please don’t try to sell me anything. It’s 99% certain that I will say no, even if that disappoints both you and me. As for that other 1%, maybe w...