Know the feeling?
Leaving the house.
Man: Get keys, fags/wallet, walks out, gets in car, starts car, waits.
Woman: Shower, change, do make-up, hair, nails, smellies, check kitchen, find fags, look for shopping list, phone mother, find handbag, empty handbag, put stuff back in, do lipstick . . .
Man: Stop engine, sigh, look angrily at open door using wing-mirror, turn stereo on.
Woman: double check bag, find coat, find brollie (32C° outside and rising), check for mobile walk to front door, go through . . .
Man: Start engine.
Woman: Goes back inside because she's forgotten keys, finds tissues for handbag, re-finds shopping list, puts in bag . . .
Man: Swears, stops engine, puts tunes on, blows horn
Woman: Comes back out through front door, closes it, checks handbag, can't find keys to double-lock door, looks wistfully (read stupidly) at man.
Man: Swears louder, exhales deeply, stops engine, winds down window, holds hand outside with car/house keys, waits.
Woman: Tuts at man from front door, gives filthy look, walks sullenly to car window, snatches keys, goes and locks front door, comes back past driver's window WITH keys, keeps hold of them, walks around front of car and gets in passenger seat, leaving door open.
Man: Exlaims "Give me the fecking car keys!"
Woman: Hands car keys over and exclaims "What's got into you, I can go on my own you know!"
Man: Starts car, shuts up, put tunes on, handbrake off.
Woman: Exclaims "Stop the car, I've forgotten [insert any of 2,529 random items)"
Man: Something goes 'pop' behind right ear, sees red, stops car, reverses back on drive, parks, stops engine, gets out, goes to front door, opens it, through house, opens back door, goes to shed, gets shovel, closes shed, goes back through house, into kitchen, gets roll of bin-liners and sponge, goes back through to front door, leaves it ajar . ...
Same at supermarket checkpoints, but even worse at filling stations.
Stop car. get out. Get back in, move car 12 ft so that actually in same area as pump. Stop car. get out. Lock door. Open door and get handbag out. Then put it back. Fiddle with fuel filler cap, for 2.5 mins until it falls off. Dither over which bloody fuel to use, then finally decide. Spend 40 seconds working out which way to put nozzle in, then begin filling, stopping every 15 seconds, until car is full. Put nozzle back. Pick it up from where it has slipped and spilled. Spend 5 'king years trying to put fuel cap back on wrong way, until finally the old,fat hairy bloke in car behind does it for you!
Pay for petrol, but do spend a lifetime finding purse and cards. Eventually, when all life on Earth has died, get in car and spend the rest of eternity adjusting seat, seatbelt ( must be put on and taken off at least 3 times). Do make up, artfully brush hair, get out of car and retrieve handbag from roof of car. get back in. get out and take keys out of fuel filler cap. repeat all sodding bloody cabin movements again, start car. Stall car, re-start and drive off, with the satisfaction that you have given me heartburn and a stroke!
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