We were walking around the Westminster Mall the other day. (Don't ask me why. Okay. Go ahead ask. It's because sometimes when we don't have anything to do, we go and walk around a mall.) Little did we know upon seeing the mall from the outside that the Westminster Mall was ONE OF THE LAMEST MALLS IN THE COUNTRY!
But, since I am known to enjoy lame stuff on occasion, I actually kind of enjoyed it. You know how I like it when places are quiet when it seems like they should be busy? Well, this mall fit that to a tee. Because out of over 200 storefronts, only 29 or so remained opened.
We walked down one wing where every single store was closed except at the very end there was a pet shop that was still open. And I'm thinking, "Who the heck would come to this pet shop?"
It kind of felt like we were the only people left on the planet, walking through that mall. It had a very weird energy. I was secretly pretending that we were like those teenagers in that movie Night of the Comet, who were the only ones left on Earth after a comet hit (does anybody else remember this movie? anybody? it was seriously a very formative movie from my youth). I love doing that.
I looked Westminster Mall up on the website deadmalls.com after we came home and read the history behind its success (from when it opened in 1977 up until the late 90's) and then subsequent demise (when Broomfield's Flatiron Crossing Mall opened in 2001). And that made me kind of sad, because it is never good when a mall dies.