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It is Christmas Eve in the busiest aisle in the busiest supermarket in the world. MrsM is trying to avoid being crushed by shopping trolleys pushed by women who would rather be power-walking. MrsM hears her phone go and tries to get it out of her pocket without injuring the small child who is being used to dart between trolleys to reach the biscuits on the bottom shelf. It is MrM phoning from his annual shopping trip "I am at the shops!" MrsM feigns surprise."I can't remember what sort of cream you want" MrsM mutters into the phone "I said I wanted night cream" and hopes no-one can hear her. MrM says "But there are two sorts of night cream - the grey one and the black one" MrsM immediately recognises her plan to introduce new concepts to the gift purchasing routine has the potential to go tragically wrong and hastily replies "Just plain night cream" "One is wrinkle cream - do you want that?" MrsM starts to panic and whispers "I want ANTI-wrinkle cream" MrM says "I can't hear you - can you speak up" Which is why MrsM found herself shouting into the phone on Christmas Eve in the middle of the busiest aisle in the busiest supermarket in the world "I want ANTI-WRINKLE CREAM".
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Oh woe! Poor you. Take comfort in the thought that everyone else will have been so busy fighting for the last brussel sprouts that they won't have noticed. Also, you have a whole new year to retrain MrM....
ReplyDeleteWere you stomping your feet while saying it?
ReplyDeleteI would have ...
Do Waitrose provide the small children for darting between trollies, or do you have to bring your own?
ReplyDeleteTrolleys! Sigh........ New Year's resolution: must check spelling more frequently.......
ReplyDeleteand I should add that MissM (my personal shopping assistant at Christmas time - ie Christmas Eve only) and I jointly decided to defer the purchase decision until MrsM was there to choose the right pot of cream in person. Moral of the story - all the shouting was in vain ('scuse pun ...)
ReplyDeleteWe also decided that we needed to take MrsM into London to get some Chanel Blue Satin or Satin Blue nail varnish due to the two shops we tried having running out by Christmas Eve. Shocking really the stocking policy of some establishments I had previously considered to be pretty good.
I am trying no to laugh, honestly I am.
ReplyDeleteStill, at least it was your husband. I found that Father Christmas,no less, had left anti wrinkle cream in my stocking. Honestly, the nerve of some old men ...
I find that this kind of thing can only be overlooked with the substitution of cashmere.
ReplyDeletePoor you! I hope he realises the error of his ways now?
ReplyDeleteBoth laughing and crying!
ReplyDeleteOnly diamonds and champagne could compensate for such humilation (I hope you got the cream too!)
ReplyDeleteWell, I am laughing!
ReplyDeleteI have given up on anti-wrinkle cream. There is no miracle available for me. The "age old" problem of how to prevent something that has already occurred....
Do they sell neck lifters by chance?
And did the shouting about anti-wrinkle cream clear you a path in the busiest aisle in the busiest supermarket in the world? If so I might try it in the second busiest aisle in the second busiest supermarket in the world on New Years Eve ;)
ReplyDeletetee hee, did those roses in the previous post make up for it....
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