Social observation? Or weird coincidence?

So I'm at Vaughan Mills yesterday checking out the ridiculously (in a good way) priced running shoes at the Nike Outlet (thanks to Steve at work for giving me the heads up). I've had my current runners since the fall of second year... yes, that's almost 6 years old now... the were well worn out, and my joints were screaming for a new pair of shoes, but that's neither here nor there....

My point is (was?) a funny phenomenon I noticed. Now, if you've ever been to Vaughan Mills, you know that there are all kinds of chairs in various places, just kinda smack dab in the middle of the main walkway. Some are even pointed at TVs, which is kinda cool.... but that's not what struck me. What got me was that the vast majority (I hesitate to say "all", but it wouldn't be far off) of the seats were occupied by very bored (and slightly whipped) looking men.

I don't get this. Why do men feel compelled to hate shopping? I'm not going to pretend that I love it all the time, but when I'm in the mood for it, it's great! Maybe it's the Scottish blood that loves getting a deal, or maybe it's the closet Metro in me that's trying to get out and enjoys buying cool new clothes..... but really, as long as I actually have something to buy, I really seem to quite enjoy shopping.

However, I seem to be in a minority among those of us with a Y chromosome.