I'll explain as of late we have been causeing terror round our way simply by grocery shoping. Since I've started working resonable and regular hours one night a week we have found our selves going out for a nice relaxing drink or two. Pk normally has a cocktail and I grab a pint but for one reason or another it turns into a few more than one (well it is us after all
Queue's in this shop are the norm but they have never seen such great 'a' ones as we cause. In we dash wobbeling all around in search of the likes of pizza and vino all is going well untill we get to the front of the queue and it is time to pay........................scratch cards cries PK we need scratch cards, so all of didsbury has to wait whilst pishedkate and ssssshhhhhhheddddddyyyy decide what scratch card we spend our money on the last instance led to one chap comeing to the till after us and proclaiming "at last"
Tonight was no exception I finished work PK came home earlier and got changed and out we went, the evening went well until a trip to tescos was called for :scared: in we pop with PK looking great in jeans and stiletoe boots and me in my suit. Quite the young professional couple we looked. That was untill we reached the dreaded checkout :scared:
The shop was empty and there was for once no queue
Fook me if in our brief decision period the whole of manchester hadn't turned up to shop at our local store. So faced with the fact we had to go to the back of said queue we were not happy.........that was untill a nice but un knowing chap at the front said ooooohhhhh you can go in front of me
So be warned.........the next time you nip out for 5 minutes to grab a pack of fags PK and sheddy may be about and it could turn into a 25 minutes shopping trip