I, ME and MYSELF


Nov 17, 2010
The Great Shopping Saga

He spoke: No, I would not shout at her.. I had made my mind firm and decided that even though this evening would test my patience and bring it to the threshold, I would not lose my temper. Shahjahan or whoever had built such a huge monument for his wife, could I not bear a couple of hours shopping?

She spoke: I should have known in the beginning that something would definitely go wrong. When I asked him whether he wanted to come shopping, he smiled(yes, actually smiled) and told a yes. I was so moved that I promised to myself that I would keep the duration short, not buy anything other than what I needed (which was a plain silk saree which I wanted to wear at veena's reception)..

He spoke: The requirement seemed simple. A plain silk saree. Color: No specification (I should have realized then that no specification translates to 'not yet decided' and can cover the entire RGB spectrum). It looked like a simple task, goto a shop, ask for a plain silk saree, since color is undecided, pick up any of the colors he displayed and return. Simple!

She spoke: The collections in the first two shops we went were really bad, not many choices, rates were expensive. The third shop looked good, friendly shopkeepers, a variety of sarees.. The one I really liked was the gree color saree with the zari border. I wanted it in blue, a navy blue plain silk saree with a small zari border at the bottom. He seemed to have every color other than navy blue.. And I did not want to settle for anything other than that.. So, walk out and search for another shop.

He spoke: Requirements cannot change so rapidly. Probably it does in a woman's world while shopping. It had changed from a plain saree to a plain saree with a zari border. An average of 20 mins in each shop, the last one was ok, they had a tv showing today's cricket match. I had finished 2 packets of chips, one packet of groundnut and 1 frooti. Boredom and restlessness were beginning to creep in, but no, a faint resolve still lingered in..

She spoke: Maruthi silks is really good, wonder why no one told me about it before.. There were other attractive colors, actually dont want the navy blue with a border even if they showed me. I think the green one with the small flowers looks good, probably will settle for it. I asked him how much is it. He has all the audacity to reply 4k, not your range madam! Just because I asked him to show sarees within 3k, did it mean, I could not afford to buy a 4k saree? What did he mean by not your range? I cannot stand such horrible CRM skills, morever there are too many customers here, there are other shops in blore. So, walk out and search for another shop.

He spoke: I dont understand, she actually liked a saree, asked the price, he told her and she didnt like it???? What should he have done then? She would have been angry if he had not told her the price also.. Sigh, this shop was good, there was AC and the chick buying  a salwar in the other counter looked  cute also..It has been 1hr 45 mins now, no sign of this torture ending..

She spoke: Finally, I found the saree, my range, the color I like, beautiful prints, texture is soft.. There seems to be a long queue in the cash counter, it is okay. We have spent so much of time, another 15 mins should be fine.. Anyway, he seems comfortably chatting on the phone...

He spoke: Cant believe, finally, it is done, she is in the cash counter queue(implies she finally bought what she wanted), another 10 mins and we are out of the shopping. I am tired, bored, restless, but yes, I did not lose my temper.. Hurray, pat on the back!!

She spoke: Hold on, something seems wrong, this one looks familiar even though I like it..Have I seen it before, was it another shop, another person? Oh god, Aditya's cousin shruthi was wearing the same saree in the wedding we attended last week.. and she will be attending veena's reception next week also.. I am not going to be seen in something similar.. Have to look at other options.

He spoke: WTF?? She abandoned the queue and went back to the saree section. Initially I thought she had forgotten her cellphone or purse or something and went behind her. No, it is just that someone else has a similar outfit.. Eh? I asked her if she was Queen Victoria or someone or she should rather hire a designer so that she can wear exclusive costumes which no one else wears. And that was it, madam was almost in tears.. But seriously this is the limit, you cannot waste 2 hrs of an evening buying one damn bloody saree!

She spoke: He had to shout at me in front of all the sales girls there. Had to speak in that sarcastic nasty tone in front of other customers. My evening is spoilt. I am NOT going shopping with him anymore. Period.


Posted at 11:56 am by pritall

Guru
November 17, 2010   12:41 PM PST
 
Experience makes man perfect!!!
 

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