As I may have mentioned before, the Old Woman does the Food shopping for the household. Mainly because she's retired has loads of time, the Man is at work all the time and I cant leave the house without him. And bloody hell doesn't she balls it up...
The Old Woman was born in the 1930s, (shes old enough to be my grandmother), and she still has his strange mental mentality that the boats aren't getting through. Now I'm not the kind of new generation kid who lives on crisps, chocolate and fast food, honestly, but I will still rather buy more food than I need rather than less. I honestly don't understand the point of buying less. I don't live in the 3rd world, I can afford it and most importantly I need it so why the hell not? Well apparently she does not share this new world view.
Most of the time shes quite reasonable, she gets the fact that the Man and I don't live in the 1940's and want curries, pasta and those strange bent yellow jungle fruit things. As does she herself, surprisingly. But quantity is a serious issue. She buys things on offer, things we don't even need, or more importantly wont eat, but when asked to go and buy cheese or cracker bread for example, she will come back with the cheapest, smallest amount she can physically get her hands on, which means it runs out ridiculously quickly, then she gets all pissy saying she "only bought it the other day, and didn't it go fast!" Yes it did, because it was a portion designed or an anorexic ant, not fully grown humans.
The Old Woman also has a very frustrating and yet hilarious motion that if SHE has been out and Eaten "a big lunch" which I believe in her terminology consists of food that's actually been cooked, rather than placed between two pieces of thin bread, it means that WE have eaten too, and therefore only need "a light dinner". It is weird and funny and yet a really crappy ongoing problem because I only eat one Meal a day most days (since I have such an irregular sleeping pattern), and then mix that with the very little food in the house that actually makes a meal and then imagine shes not cooking for all 3 of us, I'm stuffed, not literally.. Like right now.
There is barely anything around to make a meal for one. Which I would be quite happy to do if there was the ingredients around to do it.
I cannot go out and get food on my own.
I haven't eaten today.
The last ready meals were already eaten before I got up despite the fact that I told the Old Woman to go and get more only the other day, to which the reply was that she didn't need to do that because we were "OK for now".
And in response to my problem? Laughter. "Ohh! I thought there was a ready meal in the freezer outside! Ohhh dear!!" Giggle, giggle.
Yeah, its bloody hilarious that I might have to go without my only meal of the day...
