This is the first of many Dad stories. As you loyal readers will soon find out, my dad is a freak. Like, not in a criminal kind of way, just in a 'Wow are you sure we share DNA?' kind of way. Of course I love him, he just provides me with a lot of funny stories to tell.
This one is always a favorite.
My dad is in charge of the grocery shopping for various reasons. He probably shouldn't be, but he has been for a long time and so we just let it happen. For as long as I can remember, he always forgets to buy like 2 or 3 things despite the fact that he has a list, and he almost always buys something in excess.
For instance, currently we have about 4 boxes of instant oatmeal. NO ONE eats instant oatmeal in my family. And we say this to him every time he brings it home and yet somehow each time he goes shopping he'll just buy it anyway.
I imagine his thought process goes something like this: Do we need oatmeal? I think Ella is home, she eats oatmeal. I know they said something about oatmeal. I'm not sure if we ran out. It's not on the list...oh I'll just get it just in case! Everybody likes oatmeal!
Sometimes it's peanut butter, other times it's pasta. But it's always something that doesn't expire for a long time and just sits in our pantry until either someone eats it or we donate it to some school food drive. Sometimes they'll even ship a box of excess stuff to my apartment just in case I'll eat it.
We usually remedy this after we realize he's started by writing on the list DO NOT BUY OATMEAL or whatever it is that he's currently obsessed with buying.
Oh Dad.
No comments:
Post a Comment