Everyone, absolutely everyone in my family has something that is quite unpleasant or surprisingly bad for the rest. I think that happens with any entity on this planet, but I do not care to look beyond what is around me.
about two months ago, I think, or less, we needed to go to Costco, you know, that "tiendota" in which housewives buy in quantities that make you think you are going to fill a bunker. An aunt and her daughter also held a couple of things (to understand the post the key words are "few things") and, taking advantage of that and we were a quartet, we decided to eat right there too.
In the discussion it emerged that came to buy my aunt and my mother, the first coming of a clock, a mop of "ligerita" and a pot, while my mother came down the monthly allocation of milk for me (I can finish a liter and a half days, two days at most bars ...), of cereal to school not accuse me of lack of appetite, gifts and chocolates for a bottle of wine, also for birthday presents (encourage alcoholism, what the fart?).
Ok, so good, I thought that if both lists do not gathered or ten different items does not take much, yes, but pendeja me, I forgot there were three normal women against rare. I do not know what happens when they enter a store, but forget the happy list, which also came in writing that it is the worst, and they go through every aisle twice. Watching, just watching, they have no idea how much I hate that. If it was something pre-planned, there would problem, but I'm always excited to get home early.
The only sections that I wanted to visit were the video games, electronics and books, the last remains in doubt because there is always pure disgust books that do not interest me or are things like "Twilight" and that thing you wrote Yordi Rosado pubescent whose parents are afraid to say "are you going to stop someday" or "I bleed every month." But these sections, taken together, are boring if you see them for two hours, I mean, if you let me read the books that every mother, but still writes Yordi Meyer or have the gall to ask that you pay for browsing like crap literature. For things like that I stopped believing in God, but good.
I decided it was good to stop by the candy section for a bit out of my laziness that made me consider sleeping in the hallway that has the toilet paper (usually the quietest). When all of a sudden I see my mother coming to her cart, had added to the list box of cereal, a six pack of yoghurts to drink, both for quick breakfasts, and a package that had a couple of rimels (were those that promise tabs porcelain monkey, long, long since practically handfuls), had arrived at the chocolates and then, as he helped to elect them (because they do not have a vision for that Fixed many women) entering the hall I saw a mountain of things on a cart, was so heavy that the wheels to spin from time to time, it was my aunt.
mop addition, the clock and the pot had put two boxes of cereal, a fan is below cylinder, detergents, many (and see that these make a bundle more) condimetos wholesale frozen vegetables up those with which you make a smoothie that promises to leave you with the body of Ninel Conde. Had rejected up a teddy bear with chocolates and nuts, he got on a "variety" of 200 pesos. I almost shit to see that. We
to boxes and what had been initially a purchase of less than 300 pesos, became one of 2800. And pure crap, things that they had, things that are not occupied or a couple of days later end up in the trash. The most "shocking" the matter was that he spent fifteen days more or less the same amount and also unnecessary things.
With that amount of money I have like three or four months for Italian dishes prepared by me, fucking life unfair.
-Ryoko-
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