You ask calmly that your innocent child will go to buy the puppy with his father.
You ask even less calmly.
You don't ask. You command.
Bad attempt. Try to convince.
The wall is convinced. The child is not.
You promise to spoil yourself later and buy something as compensation for this outrageous struggle.
You take the car (about how to do this in another "How to").
You come to the shop.
Look for 1/60 minute on aquarium and think how good it would be to buy this instead of live dog.
You try to ignore the nagging and pulling of your hand in the direction of inner parts of the shop.
But the pull becomes stronger and you are swept inwards.
In the way there, you suggest to buy a bird of maximum 4".
You try harder (with 10" bird).
You even try with one speaking. (What did he say?!! You yourself!!)
You don't try with the speaking bird !
You try with this long thick rope. Rope? Rooooooooope!!.
You don't try with the snake. You run farther and farther.
In your way there, you jump on the chair and begin to breath more steady, when your eyes fall on the mice cage.
You don't see what is incide and take out your glasses.
You stare on mice inside and try to cry loud, but doing it while inhailing is difficult.
But you don't have time to choke on your fright, because you are pulled down and to the dog's department.
You are there!
You remember that you should breathe.
You try it slowly looking around.
You see too many cages with different puppies.
You need to decide between four kinds.
In 1/1,000 sec, you understand that you can buy all four.
5 minutes later, you understand that you can't return surplus puppies.
You have to decide.
You have to decide.
You have to decide.
You have to decide.
You have to decide.
After 1.5 hour, your child says that he will try to decide with his father.
NOW you think quickly - what shops are on the way back?
After 3.5 hours, you return home without puppy and "without" 4 pairs of shoes, 3 dresses and 2 purses.
You are really p*** that you haven't two more hands for those beauties you've seen in the last purse shop.
You return home very angry as usual.
You feel that you really want to sob, but the most irritating that you don't exactly have a reason.
That's why you begin to sob.
After 35 minutes of bitter weeping, your husband understands at last that he should behave better next time.
Before going in to the bed, you excuse him and say to him to go to choose the puppy.
Then, when he happily with some bad thoughts winks at you, you have a sudden headache from the morning.
3/4 hour later, after all the 1/2 pound colour is down, you enter the bed, put cotton-wool in the ears not to hear the husband sawing his disapointement through the night, and close your eyes and smilingly begin the descend into the night kingdom.
