An outing with the Seniors

Well, officially it's only one senior. I accompanied the old's on a trip to Bunnings to choose paint colours. Luckily rude cheeky pommy 'Paint Expert' Steve had a sense of humour.

Mum - "I NEED more colours than that."
Dad - "You don't need more, you just need to choose one that you like and paint it on!"
Mum - "No. I need more, to compare them... (to Steve Paint Expert) "what are the 100 colours in Tuscan?"
Paint Expert Steve *looking worried* "there are 100 colours??"
Mum - "it says so up there" *points to sign*
Paint Expert Steve *rolls eyes and goes to computer to check* "well, there are probably more like THOUSANDS of colours, sooooo... what do you want?"
Mum *lays out about 50 different colour cards on the counter*

Cue banter about which colours can be made into Tuscan, which colours can be made into Tuscan SAMPLES, how much the samples cost, whether Dulux colours can be made with Taubmans paint, how many Dad will agree on, how many mum will agree on, and much eye rolling and sighing from Paint Expert Steve.

Me - "why don't you just pick your three favorites and choose between those, because otherwise you'll get completely confused and you'll get nowhere"
Paint Expert Steve - "why 3? What's with the 3?"
Me - "It just makes sense."
Paint Expert Steve *looks incredulous*
Mum - "okay, well, I'll take Light Leather, and (insert weird paint colour name) and (insert other strange paint colour name).
Paint Expert Steve - *looks at me*... are you The Carer?"
Mum - "Sort of."
Me - "the daughter"
Mum - "...I think I like this colour too"
Paint Expert Steve - *gives Mum THE LOOK*
Dad - "you don't need to look at any more colours, put them away"
Paint Expert Steve - *rolls eyes*
Mum - *dumps a pile of plastic dropsheets on the counter* "and we'll take these too!"
Dad - "what are those??"
Mum - "for Sophie. For the chairs."
Paint Expert Steve - "who's Sophie? The dog?"
Me - "other daughter"
Paint Expert Steve - "TWO daughters?"
Me - "Three."
Paint Expert Steve - "THREE?!" *looks horrified* "Geez. No wonder he looks like that." *nods towards Dad, who is ignoring all proceedings, looking defeated at his wallet.*

At this point three samples are made up and passed over. Mum promptly goes in one direction, while Dad disappears in another direction. Eventually we make it back to the car. 

Mum - *while Dad isn't there* "Lucky you were here, I thought I'd only get one sample."


Dad - *While Mum is out of the car* "I can't believe I got away with only 3 samples, I thought we'd  have to buy hundreds of them."



Enjoy retirement guys!!!!!!


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