Before you guys think its some kind of secret agent thing that I am going to talk about you guys are not even near.
I bought my wife a Top. Lets call it Top A. She wants to wear it to dinner next week, the occasion which I will talk about in my next blog post. The only problem she is facing is that she needs a skirt that matches the Top A. Lets call it Skirt A. So off we went to the nearest shopping mall in search of Skirt A.
After covering all the shops in two shopping malls, trying out all the skirts in every shop we did not get that particular skirt code named Skirt A.
Thats when under the pile of clothes we found Skirt B. Skirt B was however not matching with Top A. However my wife liked it, which was more important. So skirt B landed in the shopping cart and finally we were left with Top A and Skirt B.
“I am not liking it” said my wife.
So it was like a puzzle, our (err her) plan was to check all the malls around for either Top B or skirt A which matches Skirt B or Top A (which I bought for her) respectively.
So off we go again to the next shopping center.
After hours of searching and millions of clothes, Rs 250 for parking alone, circling the city twice, walking over 10 kilometers of shopping space, 200 minutes in the changing room we were still left with Top A and Skirt B.
There is no ending to this post, nor a moral. But The Man has leaned his lesson.
PS : My wife is wearing one of her clothes from her wardrobe to dinner next week.