shopping

I went grocery shopping yesterday…not a particularly unique occurrence but rather a tedious and repetitious one! And I was incensed by all the usual the irritating things that are part of the process. Following is my list of irritating things: 1. Other people, I know they have to eat and thus shop too, but do they have to do it on the same day as me?...and more to the point, when I am in concentration mode and trying to keep an eye on how much I spend and avoid the temptation buys and definitely not in my best attire…do they have to be people I know who desperately want to have a chat! 2. Temptation buys, placed strategically at eye level…especially the ones involving chocolate! 3. Really old music that I can’t help but sing along with….( and shamefully know all the words to) and occasionally simply insist upon a little dance wriggle or soft shoe...( often I believe, the reason the kids don’t want to come along on these shopping expeditions?)….also distracting and an accomplice to the temptations….4. Cute accessories in the pet aisle….which totally throw the efforts at reasonable spending out the proverbial window! 5. So called specials that are actually items no-one would usually want to buy, but hey why not they are on special!!!!6. And last but not least by any means…those pre-packaged items that come in numbers that make no sense to my family’s demographic, i.e. four juice boxes when I have six individuals at home, necessitating a double buy which necessitates two left over which necessitates an argument at some point over who had more….and all this at extra cost because I actually only want and need six….its a diabolical plot to control my family dynamics and send me to the chocolate aisle and those temptations again….I am sure!!!!! On that note indulge me a little and let me share a ranting poem I have written.


Take four


You must have four
That’s the stipulation

But I wont have any if I can’t have two

The presumption is
If you like them well enough
Then, what’s a few more?

No, it’s not the device
I rankle after
But The suffice
That my freedom to choose
Can be boxed in a four!

Gracious,
It’s a fragile point you make
The dynasty of Mass Production lies against it
And the money in a mogul’s safe.
You run a fractious race
When you insist on two
It’s not the way we do it!
You must-I insist
Have more!!

My relationship with this product
Is soon to be all over……
I never liked the number four
And I shan’t be persuaded to moreover!

In the grist of greedy minds
Lost in advertising grinds
Lies a langour of expression
That I cannot but
Insist is freedom suppression!!

Well you must take four
Or none at all,
or eight, or twelve or sixteen as well
or twenty or twenty-four
hey, where are you going??

To buy a secret number of peanuts
In a Kilo Bag
In fact
I may never know
Just how many I’ve had!