The difference between what you want to do and what really happens can be as wide as the Rio Grande River
Not that I’ve tried to cross it, but you get my drift.
Shopping, any sort of shopping, can be a nightmare. Certainly, when you decide to go shopping always leave enough time for the vagaries of serving staff and fellow customers.
And then there’s Murphy’s law
Like, for instance, you’re in a hurry to get to a lunch appointment and need money. The ATM is broken or refilling, and inside the bank the queue is long and there’s only one teller serving
Of course, it’s lunchtime!
Or you’ve decided to get a pre-theater dinner and drink and get to the restaurant early, order, and then have to wait and wait and, well you know how it is.
Of course, there’s always late staff, missing cooks.
Or you draw a number and sit down to wait only to discover that somehow your number got lost in the system. Or worse, you go to the doctor for an appointment, sit down, and get forgotten.
When you ask, oh, he had to go home for an emergency.
No doubt late for golf.
It’s happened to me, more than once.
But the worst thing that can happen to you. Going clothes shopping with your partner, sit down near the counter knowing she will eventually come back for you.
You get a phone call three hours later from her asking where you are.