My wife was busy picking up the grocery items at the super market. Since it was the weekend, the supermarket was busy. My wife does not want my contributions into the trolley, though I was pushing it. She does not want my interference in her job just like me. Even if I venture to put some items into the trolley, they would be removed and kept back by my wife at the cash counter and I am seasoned enough to understand that.
I had no specific job to do you see therefore I was lazily pushing the trolley. My son was sitting in the trolley looking all around. Occasionally I would steal a look here and there when I see some nice ladies; the next moment I reassure myself that neither my busy wife nor my four year old son has any clue about my ‘phishing‘out at the supermarket! Read the rest of this entry »
