A Men-Only Blog

September 21st, 2009

How to waste money with no sign of strain

I will begin with an apology to the male readers. I am the guy who bats out articles like, “How to save in the supermarket” and “How to cut your spending”. Gentlemen, this morning I had a total breakdown. I spent money, I wrecked the budget, I sabotaged the family spending and I ran us into debt that will take work to cure. It all happened very smoothly… I sat down to write at about 10am, decided on an article, wrote it, checked it and sent it off. At 11:30 I went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. My wife said she was going to the supermarket, would I like to come. This is one of the hazards of working at home. You sit alone all day, no one to talk to and no interruptions. When a chance of a break comes along, no matter what it is, you grab at it, just to change the scenery.

At the supermarket

Once inside, and this is where the problem started, wife went off to the meat counter and I was left to my own devices. I ducked down an aisle and that’s when I saw the selection of olives. They are in open buckets so I tasted a Spanish, an Italian and then a Greek. I liked the Spanish best so I bought a small container. Olives are healthy food. They also go well with a martini mix. I also bought a container of olives stuffed with peppers. Then I weakened and took a container of the Italian and the Greek. They are pickled and they will last. Then I saw the pickled hot peppers. There were green ones and red ones and I couldn’t decide. I took a container of each to make sure I got the one I like. I checked on my wife and she was still busy spending money so I wandered on.

At the chocolate counter

My weakness for chocolate started when I quit smoking 22 years ago. According to the latest research chocolate is good for you. So I took a few bars of the dark for ourselves, a few bars of the milk chocolate in case we have guests and a few bars of the white, for me. Next to the meat counter I saw the chorizo sausages in the freezer. I love them so I bought and bought.

The other men’s counters

I had 2 more counters that I wanted to visit, the nut counter and the cheese counter. The nut counter was easy. A no-brainer. I simply told the assistant, “A pound of each, please!” Do you know how many kinds of nuts there are? At the cheese counter you have to stop, look and taste. I was buying Gorgonzola when I heard my name being called over the public address system. At the check-out I gulped, shuddered and paid. A guy’s gotta live, right?

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