Being unemployed and with little to do… I found myself with my Mom in the supermarket yesterday. I don’t like going to the supermarket. Anyways, whenever I use the word supermarket in a Filipino phrase, it sounds so coñotic (e.g., nagpunta kasi kami sa supermarket)… maybe it has something to do with the masses not going to supermarkets. Mahirap na nga kami, pero sa supermarket pa kami bumibili ng rice, meat and vegetables. Blame it on my Mom.
I don’t know what came over me, I didn’t really like accompanying my Mom. It takes her a long time to finish her groceries. My Mom gives me this lesson on proper selection of perishables and of high prices of commodities these days. And I just give her my most supportive smile (after all, I am not contributing money since I quit my job). And I reminded my Mom to stick to her budget, not because of the cash but because I am obviously gonna be tugging with the heavy grocery bags eventually. Sorry! Tamad ako! Kasalanan ko na!
I also hate push carts. They are better than grocery baskets if they don’t get full. I came to the conclusion that when carts are full it requires a good deal of flexibility, balance and body coordination to move the cart along the crowd and aisles with my Mom who keeps on going back and forth from one section to another. I have to be agile to keep up with her… and she tends to forget that we already have 10 kg. of rice and the cart is really heavy with other stuff already. Do you know how much effort is required to give a cart a 180 degrees turn while making sure you don’t bump into other shoppers?
If there’s anything good that came out from the whole experience, it’s that I get to be educated with English words for fish like sapsap (slipmouth) and biya(flat head goby). They have this big chart with pics of fishies on it.
And my Mom also decided to buy lipstick (tinatamad daw kasi sya pumunta sa mall). If that wasn’t torture enough!
In fairness, she noticed I am NOT enjoying myself anymore! She offered to buy me an ice cream cone. Yes! My mommy offered to buy his 25 year-old some ice cream to make up to his hurty-wurty feet. I begged off. I still have dignity left. And she brought me some Oreo cookies and a glass of fresh cow’s milk when we got home… it’s not even double stuff! Oh life!
haha, ganyan din ako lalo na nung nasa saudi ako. feeling ko alalay at tagabuhat ako. tulad din ng mama mo ang mama ko, magulo sa grocery, pabalik balik, minsan hindi mo na mahagilap.
pero masaya akong nagtutulak ng push cart lalo na’t pwede kong kunin yong mga gustong kong bilhin hehe…
^OO nga, biglang nawala sya kahapon… nakakaasar yung biglang maglalaho tapos sumusulpot na parang ninja! Masaya mag-push ng cart pag magaan at konti ang tao sa supermarket.
naalala ko pa non na sumasakay ako sa push cart, tapos ngayon ako na ang nagtutulak, naghihintay na lang ako ng may maisasakay sa push cart
i dont like going to supermarket or doing grocery…damn..im losing my mind and trowing out the budget if im in the shoes of your mom..thats why its better to leave that job on women.
yeah. medyo masaya lalo na pag robinson o kaya sa esem naisipan nilang bumili ng groceries, malaki laki rin kick back ko sa pagsama! haha
like:
“ma, i want to buy this t3 mag or this new archi digest..pili ka lang”
Yun nga lang, nakakahilo hindi lang si mommy, pati yung mga shoppers 0__o
^Kami sa shopwise namimili. Di ako nakakahingi eh. Hihiya ako kasi wala akong trabaho. ALthough tinatanong nya ako kung ano gusto kong bilhin na pagkain.
Masayang mag-grocery. Siguro kasi babae ako. Talaga bang gender specific ang paggo-grocery? Hindi ko pa naranasan ang magtulak ng mabigat na grocery cart, konti lang kasi ang binibili ko, pang-isa.
^di naman siguro gender specific. Sa tingin ko, magandang itanong mo yan sa mga friends mo na male and not-so-male. Tapos gawin mo syang thesis.
Kasi kami sa tahanan namin, pinupuno to the point na minsan may bitbit pa sila kasi di na kasya.