Why? Why would we do it? Because they retire and want to tag along.
I grabbed a pack of the dishcloths I always use, put them in my cart. After spending 15 minutes looking at the towels and finding none that match, taking a stroll around the next aisle, I return and place the cloths back on the shelf. Yes, I knew they no longer carry the towels that match, and wasted time looking for them anyway. So what? Yes, I knew I wouldn't purchase the cloths if the towels weren't there, and they wouldn't be, but you never know. Grab them and hold on to them until all resources and hope are gone. Then put them back. The look on his face with his hands in the air told me he just doesn't understand the concept of shopping.
There is always a huge mess in Wal-Mart when it comes to ladies underwear. Sizes are all over the aisle, styles aren't together, and it takes quite a while to search for the aqua labeled hipsters with the wide band. Michael Jordan and I both prefer Hanes. Especially when you have to keep buying a larger size, it gets expensive if they are $4 a piece. I choose hipsters because the band digs in creating that final 6th roll for my personal 6-pack. Not quite the abs 6-pack that is preferred in today's society, but my own nonetheless. Looking for size *, size *, size *.... "here they are" he shouts. So proud of himself for helping and expecting to move out of the long stint in the ladies' gotchies aisle. Not so fast old man. That pack has a pair of black in it and that funky bright green. I want the pinks, blues, and grays. "What? Why? You aren't going to walk down State Street with them so what does it matter?" Little does he know. Because if I ever have a desire to do just that, I want those colors. I wouldn't, but just in case. Again, does not understand.
We left after 60 minutes with no cloths and no underwear, less time than trying to hit a little ball into a hole 9 times. At least I walked away with my money, more than I can say for him. We're both looking, estimating, roaming around with a cart searching, changing stance, strategizing. You pull a club, stand there with it for a while, study it, put it back and take another, focused on achieving your goal. I don't see much difference.
Enjoy your day.