What is it with women and shopping? Any time I step foot into a mall/store, I see the women marching towards the merchandise with their men trailing behind. The women are intent on their next acquisition, the men on their ever diminishing wallets. Of course, come to think of it, Delhi isn't a patch on Chennai, where men can age visibly when they see their wives shop! Point of fact, I have seen stores where the management has been kind enough to provide chairs for the men and kids while the women exhaust themselves (mostly sari/jewellery shops).
My mom aims to follow in the footsteps of her forefathers (or should I say mothers?!) How else can an innocuous request to shop for veggies and fruits turn into a 5 figure bill on my dad’s credit card? Gather around folks and I’ll tell how this came about.
Once upon a time… Oops! wrong line. Ahem. Just last week, my mother asked “Take me shopping (veggies).” Simple enough. So I took out the car and we set off. Once we’re on the road though, she says “Go to The Great India Place first. I want to look up a couple of stores.” I’m surprised, but where my mother has a will, she will find a way.
So we finally get there and she goes into a store and starts looking around. Since this is normal re-con for my mother, I didn’t take much notice. Then she drags me over to a section, takes out a couple of clothes and asks which ones I like. I try them out and select a couple. Then another section. Rinse, lather and repeat. Then we hit other stores! My mind still reels from the whole experience. Although to be fair, considering the bill she rang up, this expedition was less excruciating than it could have been (and I actually liked the clothes).
In fact I would even go as far as to say that I had fun. In spite of that, I learned a valuable lesson. Never go shopping with my mother (or any woman) without adequate preparation! Forewarned is forearmed folks.
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