My
shopping lists are useless. I can never
go to any supermarket, dollar store, bookstore or any other place that sells
stuff and come out with only the thing(s) I intended to buy.
When
I say never, I mean never, as in at no time whatsoever in anyone’s dreams.
I
have the same problem with online shopping.
It’s my way of giving happiness to the many employees and shareholders of
Amazon.com and other favored shopping sites, who depend on people like me to
keep the business going and the stock values up. I love to spread such joy. It makes my life complete, along with the
latest Stephen King novel, a 5-pound bag of M&Ms and that Capri set that I
couldn’t resist because it had a picture of a cute puppy on one leg.
To
illustrate the problem, let’s say that I am planning to do a small supermarket
shopping. I have searched my cupboards
and my fridge to see what’s missing and have come up with the following list,
or something like it:
1
quart of milk
1
quart of half & half (because I must have it in my coffee)
½
rotisserie chicken
1
loaf of whole wheat bread
A
couple of apples or pears
A
pint of frozen yogurt
Two
or three frozen meals (because I hate to cook)
That
seems sensible for a single person, right?
Think
again.
Once
I get into the store, choose a shopping cart and begin to wander around the
aisles, anything can happen, and it does.
You
can bet your last dollar that my final haul will look more like this:
1
quart of milk
1
quart of half & half
Some
of those little Laughing Cow Babybel cheeses that are hard to open but so easy
to eat
½
rotisserie chicken
1
loaf of whole wheat bread
4
hunks of Mexican bread
A
bag of Double-Stuff Oreos
A
couple of apples or pears
A
couple of bananas
2
pounds of grapes
A
pint of vanilla gelato
A
half-gallon of frozen yogurt
A
2-liter bottle of A&W Root Beer, just because I used to drink it in college
Five
Lean Cuisine meals, because they are on special
There’s
more, but you get the idea.
What
should have been an easy haul has turned into four double bags of groceries
that are so heavy I am forced put them down on the sidewalk to rest my arms four
times while walking the equivalent of three blocks home.
I
would seek help for this compulsion, but then I wouldn’t have the dubious
pleasure of buying “forbidden,” non-listed things like Double-Stuff Oreos and big
containers of frozen yogurt.
What
fun is that?
4 comments:
I have this same syndrome. Whenever I to to pick up a 'few things' it ends up costing me over 50 bucks for sure. The only thing is I have a car, so there's no limit to my madness.
I think you and I were separated at birth! LOL!
Our local "odd lot" store is another dangerous spot for me to enter. They are likely to have just about anything in there, and they know just how to exhibit everything to maximum effect. You might enter the store not knowing how much you desperately need a red, white and blue tee shirt, but if they have any in your size ... fuhgeddaboudit!!
Kathy, where do you shop that you can purchase only HALF of a rotisserie chicken? What do they do with the other half? Will they also sell you half a head of lettuce? (There's an old joke about that request.)
My local Foodtown supermarket sells rotisserie half-chickens. I guess they sell the other half to someone else. LOL
No, they don't sell half-heads of lettuce -- and I don't know which team the manager's spouse played for! ;) :D
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