It puts a spell on me

Normally I stay clear of stationery stores unless it's absolutely necessary for me to go into one. Then, I usually bring backup. Well, since it's Christmas and my wife wants a small bulletin board for her home office, I decided to enter a big chain stationery store. I'm thinking what harm could it do. I'm only looking for one thing. Surely I can zip in and out without too much damage to my wallet.

I bravely entered as an employee tried to disrupt my single train of thought with a "Hello". It won't work. I've tuned out all attempts at steering me down unnecessary aisles. I'm on a mission. There they are... bulletin boards of different shapes, sizes and materials. What is small anyway? Is there such a thing as too small? I opt for a medium size board. (After all, it's small compared to a big one.) Hey, she'll need those push-pins to tack stuff up. I zip over to aisle 3 to grab a package of those. Then, before I knew it, I was knee deep in neat light-up pens, colored index cards and rubber bands. I'm thinking that cool looking Christmas stationery would look good with my yearly family newsletter printed on it. Oh yeah, my printer needs ink.

Bulletin board $19.99. My total bill $98.99 How does that happen? Those kind of stores must put a spell on me.

Great - I forgot to get the push-pins. Here I go again...