Because I thought that westfields wasnt going to be packed at 10pm 3 days before Xmas. As if the cops at every entrance wasn't indication enough it then took me 30 min to get a car spot. But then I forgot where I parked so a lovely westfields worker took me in his golf buggy to help find my car.
People pushing and shoving as if products where going to run out.
Drunk teenagers in the car park screaming "go parra" who knows why..
Ahh got to love Xmas.
I just got back.