Supermarket Pickup

Well I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. We did, we had guests on Saturday which was nice, I'm pleased to report my husband's ear and hearing seem to be getting back to normal, P's mother went to her sister's for the weekend, yea!! (wicked aren't I) and I witnessed an attempted chat-up in my local supermarket which for some reason got my blood boiling and will almost certainly get me spanked pretty soon this week if not later today. You see the person getting chatted was my husband and I shall tell you about it because I saw it all from the end of the aisle.

It was Saturday morning, P wasn't working because it's summer and everyone's on holiday and things are slow, so he said he'd come with me to the supermarket and choose the stuff he needed to cook for our guests later. He wanted tiger prawns from the fish counter if they were fresh that day, then he wanted some chicken breasts for teriyaki which he said he could get off the shelf because they were going to marinate, as long as they were plump. While he was poking amongst the chicken breasts a woman approached him, brazen cheek, and touched his arm. She spoke and P spoke back, it was as if they knew each other. Then they both walked across the aisle and both of them bent down towards the bottom shelf, still chatting away, then they both stood, her smiling up at my husband still touching his arm, and parted company.

My husband bent down again and retrieved something from the shelf, then had to walk past the woman to presumably come and find me; as he drew level with her she touched his arm again and looked up into his face and said something, smiling, then a teenage girl, I assumed her daughter, came over and joined her, spoiling her play in my opinion, and my husband departed.

Well what a piece of work! I quickly caught up with P and tapped him on the arm, he was surprised. I asked him if he was disappointed it was me tapping his arm and not his lady friend, I said it with smile but I can assure you I did not find it amusing. My husband is tall and, fresh from his holiday, tanned and fit looking, he was on his own to all appearances and the woman had quite obviously been making a play.

P told me she was just helping him out, she'd found some corn fed chicken breasts at a good price on the opposite counter and thought she'd let him know. Admittedly he was carrying a pack of 6 corn fed breasts, but come on, what was all the touching and smiling, and I mean how much chatting do you have to do to point someone to a better product. And why wasn't she pointing all the other shoppers to her discovery. I asked him if he knew her from somewhere and he said no absolutely not, she just came up to him out of the blue. Then he asked me how I knew anyway and I told him I'd been standing at the bottom of the aisle watching.

'Why didn't you just come up and join me?' He asked.

'Because I didn't want to interrupt the two of you,' said I smarmily.

We saw the woman and her daughter at a checkout as we left and I sidled closer to my husband. I didn't mention it again that day because we had a lot on but I brought it up a couple of times yesterday half jokingly and P told me to knock it off, enough was enough, but I mentioned it again last last night and he said 'Right that's it, I told you you've got nothing to worry about but you will have if you bring this up again.'

So this morning, just as he was leaving for work, I noticed he had a different aftershave on and asked him if it was for anyone special. He just wagged his finger and left.

I do trust my husband and later in the bathroom I found an empty aftershave bottle, simple explanation. I believe his chicken story too and in fact I even think my husband is too straightforward to have realised the supermarket woman was making a play.

Anyway I reckon I'm going to get a sore backside for badgering him.

Ronnie

xx