Mentalechoes

I’m trying to get the motivation to get out and get the Saturday shopping over and done with, but I’m using every procrastination trick in the book to put it off as long as possible! I’ve been on the net web surfing, blog trawling, forum participating, mp3 and movie downloading, and now blog writing. I’ve also talked to mum back home and made a few other phone calls to friends, most of whom didn’t answer because they are probably out right now doing the Saturday shopping thing.

Saturday shopping is really about getting some food from the supermarket, and buying those little things that you kind of need in the house to enhance your home life; like plastic ittybitty buckets. I really need to get some ittybitty buckets (preferably green, blue or purple) so I can put a few loose kitchen bits in them. I also want to take a long sleeve shirt to the tailor shop to have the sleeves cut off because they are too short now after going through a hot wash cycle - accidently - and shrinking! What I don’t get is how come the body part didn’t shrink as well! What the hell is that all about?

The reason I’m trying to put off the shopping is because Holland has been famously ignoring customer service since the 1800’s, and by now they are fabulously good at bad customer service. Where I live, customer service means, ignoring the customer and leaving them standing around looking lost as long as possible; being rude and generally as unhelpful as possible; and also talking with other staff members and friends while they are serving you. Especially in the supermarket! Being on the checkouts there is just one big social event where you get to catch up with the other staff members about what they did on friday night. Customers are just these annoying people that won’t go away unless you do something with their groceries. If only I could eat grass, then I wouldn’t have to visit the supermarket again. Cause frankly, I’d rather stick burning matches between my toes than go shopping on a Saturday afternoon.

Okay, well I’ve put it off long enough. Time to get out and get it done. Bite the bullet and all that. No point putting off till later what you can do now! So I’m off!

Ohhhh look at that… a new email message. What timing!

Padwanna!