"Okay, you're going to go down the salad dressing aisle. You're looking for canola mayo." Mrs F says to Mr F over the phone.
[silence]
"Okay I see the mayo. Canola mayo?" Mr F asks.
"Yes, CANOLA mayo." Mrs F confirms.
"Okay, now you need to get the smoked salmon. You're going to head straight back to the end of the store." Mrs F instructs.
[silence]
"All the way back. There's a cooler with the pig products: bacon, ham. The smoked salmon is on the left side." Mrs F clarifies.
"I see trout. Smoked trout." Mr F says.
"No. Salmon. The wild salmon. It's hanging up." Mrs F says.
"Wild sockeye salmon?" Mr F asks.
"Yes, wild sockeye salmon." Mrs F says slowly.
"Okay now you're going to get the ground turkey. It's in the case across from the meat counter. It's in a package." Mrs F says.
"Turkey thighs?" Mr F asks.
"No. GROUND TURKEY." Mrs F clarifies.
You see how this is going.
That's just 3 items people.
This is how it is practically every time Mr F goes to the store. Typically fifteen minutes into the conversation I have to say something like..."I'm sorry I can't take this anymore. Just call me when you get to the checkout and we'll review."
Showing posts with label guiding your spouse through an unfamiliar errand by phone could be used as a form of torture. Show all posts
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