What you have to remember is that for a woman shopping is a recreational pastime, like a walk in the park or going to the seaside. Women don't just go to buy things, they go to look at things, to try things on, or just to luxuriate in the surroundings of Shops (a bit like luxuriating in a foam bath, but they do it vertically and with their clothes on).
Men, on the other hand, go shopping to buy things. Supermarkets hate male shoppers like me, because we go in with a mental or written list of what we need, buy it, and go home again. They prefer women shoppers who browse the shelves looking for bargains and buy three times what they need.
None of the above paragraph applies to tool shops, of course. Tool shops are for browsing, for seeing what's available, for imagining the joy of ownership, and for thinking not "do I need one of these?" but "can I come up with a reason, no matter how specious, to justify buying one of these?". As a case in point, some weeks ago I found a local shop selling bolt croppers for four quid. They were beautiful - matt black head and long shiny red handles. I argued with myself for some time about whether I could justify buying them, and eventually decided I couldn't. Imagine my joy a couple of weeks later when I had to remove a laptop from a desk which it was locked to with a security cable to which they'd lost the keys, and I was able to stroll into town and buy the bolt croppers with a clear conscience!
