I read that the average man only has enough patience to browse electronic goods, car parts, or hardware stores — all in under an hour. He can blow his entire month’s salary on something noisy and be back home playing with it before the missus is done fondling a pair of culottes she wouldn’t be seen dead in a ditch with.
Women were born to shop, it’s like an Olympic sports for us, and I’ve learned that never to tag him along with what I feel as a sacred activity.