Confessions of a Shopaholic

This one is especially for the whole Husband Fraternity – Your wives love shopping. The problem comes where, well, - you don’t. We wives love looking around, exploring and deliberating and psychologically mixing and matching the stuff-under-contemplation with our current wardrobe and then picking and then trying things on prior to swiping that magical card you have given us. That - extends your endurance and patience beyond the sphere of flexibility because you are a lucid individual who believes in three easy steps- choose, pay and exit!!

You secretly want us to purchase what the mannequins on the display are wearing so we don’t waste your valuable time looking but you don’t apprehend that that’s the latest arrival with the highest price tag and we would wait for it to be not-so-new and obtainable at a lesser cost so that we can purchase two things for the price of one! Isn’t that cool now? When we ask you – this color or that hon, your response almost always is- “you decide, afterall you have to wear it, they’re both nice “and incase if in dire situations you are threatened to pick one color, you almost always pick the ones we already have.

Whenever we persist on going to a not so classy and expensive store which has the magical word “Sale” going on, you proficiently assert that it’s a rip-off or why buy from cheap stores. If we spend...err...”waste”more than 15 minutes in a store, your belly begins rumbling and your blood glucose levels descends to a spot where we have to rush back home for instantaneous revival.

At times, we love to go all by ourselves and go around shopping and hopping but then we require you to stretch out to get that tempting item in the upper shelves or we require you to annoy the salesperson for the colors/sizes and most importantly discount that we want. Sometimes we also surreptitiously want you to talk us out of buying some unnecessary items – but that’s only as scanty as it sounds – “Sometimes.”

In addition, we want you to hold our ever energetic kids while we store hop. We also want you to discover and occupy the closest parking place so that we don’t have to walk too much after strenuous shopping and hopping rendezvous.

Plus, we also want you to hold our shopping bags given that - you are the stronger one – remember?

Now, is that too much to ask for? No na?! OK.

Sincerely,

The Wives Fraternity

Keep Reading!

Auteur