Shopping

Every time we went shopping, we had the same dilemma. I wanted to do it very fast, and I wanted to split up to search more efficiently. He could look at canned food, while I would choose a new face cream.
But no! He always disagreed and I watched him scrutinize every single can of tuna, ask me twenty questions on each product before deciding on one. By the time he would be finished, I knew exactly what he would say.

“Buy any cream, there is no time!”

Or even better...

“Why don’t you buy it next time?”

That evening was not any different than the others. I was growing impatient and he was wondering why. The fact that the exact same scene repeated every Friday night never gave him a hint.

“Can I go and look at beauty stuff, now, please?
The supermarket will close in fifteen minutes!”

“Of course, but make it fast, I need to look at vegetables.”

I wondered why he didn’t complete the sentence with something like:

“And I need to have you stand right here beside me as moral support while I make a life-saving decision choosing a sack of carrots!”

I was in heaven! I had been miraculously granted three minutes of freedom.

“Isa!”

I frowned. Sadly and unfortunately, I frowned. My face could not have appeared any sourer than at that minute.
Foul twist of fate! For, just when I believed I had it all, when I knew I could indulge in my favorite and --oh!so--rare passtime of reading all the labels of face creams, rejuvenating masks, and the likes.
Just then, someone was stopping me and calling my name.

I turned around and saw Domi, a very good old friend I had not seen in months.
I tried very hard to compose a smile on my face and said:

“What a surprise!”

As I looked at him smile and kissed him in greeting, I suddenly remembered the last time we had seen him. Domi and my husband had fought over a dart game and we decided that we were seeing far too much of each other. We did so well at it that months went by without Domi.

I felt bad about my attitude when he called me. I looked for the vegetable stall and grabbed my husband sleeve:

"Look who I found!"

I burst laughing at the face he turned towards me, the same sour face I had displayed when Domi called me.