My financial controller left this afternoon to go the local Braum’s ice cream store to pickup a carton of milk because she likes that brand. She was gone for quite some time.
When she returned she brought in a new blouse, two purses, a couple pair of shoes, some canned goods and bathroom cleaning supplies and a roast for Sunday dinner. And, oh yes, the milk.
I’m not sure which Braum’s she shops - there is more than one in our area - but I never want to go there.
Women wonder why men don’t understand them. I quit trying years ago but am still amazed that someone can go for milk and bring home all that stuff. If a man had gone for milk he would bring home milk.
I think she said she got the shoes over by the chocolate ice cream.
PMO
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