For children, it’s Disneyland. For statistics, it’s Denmark. For me, the happiest place on earth is none other than Target. Or some of us like to call it Tar jé with a French accent, soft ’j’.

I’ve been frequenting this wonderful establishment ever since I was in high school about fifteen years ago, and it just keeps getting better and better. Maybe it’s their right on bullseye logo or their awesome marketing seen and heard all over or the fact that they are a one-stop shop that keeps me going back. Whatever the reason, I always come out with more stuff than I had planned. I’m not exactly proud of this, but Hunny sent me a graph [below] from a new finance software he’s using [more on that later] that showed my spending vs. the US average. Eek. At least I know that I’m making a greater impact to the communities.
Fact: When it first opened its doors in 1962, Target made a commitment to give five percent of their income to different communities.

All my friends used to know me as the biggest Target-lover, but I’m beginning to think that there are more of you out there. Go ahead, share your Target stories. No one will judge, especially not me.
