So. Let’s be clear. I’ve never been in a Toys R Us. At least, I hadn’t until Sunday. Unbelievable? Sure. Un-American? Perhaps. But true. So depressing! Low ceilings– check. Bad lighting? Check. Zombie parents(or in my case, aunt) wandering the aisles aimlessly, feeding a vicious circle of consumerism? Check check check. The few folks working the floor were less than helpful. We did find what we needed, and we were happy to have it. But if I go another 34 years without coming back, it may be too soon.