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14 Apr 2007

Primark Oxford Street: I Went, I Saw, I was Scared!

I'm no fool. I didn't go to Primark Oxford Street on opening day. I was at work, unlike all the people who were at the opening. Plus, you just knew it would be madness, and only the insane or those with a death wish would dare to go.

I mean, would you want to be in amongst these crazies - hopped up on sugar and the excitement of finding a bargain?

Not me, no sireee Bob!

So, I left it and thought I'd visit at a later date and see what all the fuss was about. Would this Primark be better than Hammersmith?

I finally went last Tuesday and it was still insane. There were no queues, I was able to walk straight in. Getting out on the other hand was a different story. Due to all people (mainly giddy girls) the store was still heaving, and the line for the tills wrapped around the store a few times. I can only assume these people were in no rush, as they wouldn't be going anywhere in a hurry.

I couldn't be bothered to look, not that I could see anything due to all the people and the moment I had gone in I regretted my decision and just wanted to get out again - but how? I could see no way out. As I walked I was being pulled further into the store and the hustle and bustle of Oxford Street was fading in the distance.

Ok, don't panic... stay calm.

I saw the street and people walking, I headed in that direction- to freedom. Exit denied! It was a window! Teasing me with the outside world. Damn you see through glass!
After much searching I found an exit, at one point I thought I was going to have to tunnel my way out.

Anyway, I won't be going back there in a hurry. I may need therapy just to get over the experience. If I do need to go to Primark, I'll probably just stick to the Hammersmith branch. After the madness of Oxford Street, Hammersmith will seem like an oasis of calm in comparison.

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