You are going to find yourself idling on a fine website like Gizmodo or wandering through some store like Target or Best Buy, and you are going to remember you need to buy a gift for a loved one. You are going to remember, one time while you were at Outback housing a Blooming Onion that they said they were feeling unhealthy and wanted a Fitbit. You are going to try to buy them one because the fitness tracker starts at just $60 and that is affordable. Do not buy them a fucking Fitbit.