Good Monday to everyone. I thought today I’d talk about shopping. First, I have to admit that I hate to shop. I don’t know if shopping comes from a female gene or not, but I know a lot of ladies that truly enjoy shopping. Now, we’re not talking about buying, but rather shopping. In fact, I could name a number of people who could wear out the strongest athlete with their shopping endurance and ability.
One lady I knew would enter a store, examine just about everything on every shelf and seldom buy a thing. Her granddaughter would accompany her on her shopping trips, and she confided in me that she’d often have to leave that young’un resting on a bench somewhere and come back by and pick her up. Now, that’s shopping.
I recently had to take a shopping trip for a new purse. I think that must be another genetic flaw in her our makeup that we feel we need to carry a lot of stuff we might need once we leave the house. Funny to me that a man’s wallet can pretty much hold all his essentials, but we women feel it necessary to carry an assortment of petty essentials. I mean, really, unless you’re going on “Let’s Make a Deal” I can’t see a need for some of the things in there.
But back to my shopping for a new purse. I had a certain type of bag I wanted, and because I’m cheap, I refuse to pay an arm and a leg for a purse. Also, because I’m not what one would call fashion conscious, I also refuse to carry one of those horse feedbags that people are slinging over their shoulders nowadays. After searching through pretty much every store in our small town, I finally found one that I thought I could live with, and to my amazement when I got home realized that I had bought pretty much the same style bag I already had. Of course, that problem is solved until the strap gives way on this new one.
I’ve noticed most men shop differently. They go into the store with the purpose of buying a particular thing, go directly to the aisle that contains the item, and then walk directly to the cashier. Most women I know don’t do that. Why is that? We’ll wander around and let our eye catch everything around us, and nine times out of ten, we’ll walk out with more than the original item we wanted. Shoot, sometimes we’ll even buy a bunch of stuff and get home only to find we’ve forgotten the thing we went to the store to get. I tell you, it’s got to be genetic.
And speaking of gravy, do we really need so many different types of gravy? I mean, some people around here serve brown gravy, white gravy and red-eye gravy. I even know some people who serve chocolate gravy.
I think shoe sizes shouldn’t be so confusing. Instead of having all those width sizes like A, AA, B, C, etc., why don’t shoes just come in tiny foot, little foot, average foot, big foot and giant sizes? And who’s the goob that designed these crazy things that have ties all the way up to the knees? Who’s got time for that?
It’s sort of like buying women’s clothing. If something is a size 12, which part of me should measure 12? And if that’s the case, somebody please tell me who measures 4 anywhere on their body.
Hope you have a great week and thanks for reading.
