I am female, but somehow, I lack the shopping gene. I hate shopping. I venture to The Dreaded Mall only a bare handful of times in a year, and then under duress. The thought of going there during the pre-Christmas shopping frenzy fills me with dread. But there was something we wanted to give to our son and our wonderful DIL2B that we could only get at The Dreaded Mall. It wasn’t all that crazy on an early Friday afternoon.