I don't understand women.
Check that. NO men understand women.
Well, maybe Hugh Hefner, but that's a different story. (How the devil does that fossil have that many hot young women crawling around his bed? Wait... they're plastic, so it doesn't count.... But I digress.)
One young man at my store today started getting his education on women's OTHER side... And it ain't the sexy one.
An older lady and what was obviously her son came to the store today and were shopping around. They made their selections and placed them on my counter. As I started ringing the purchase, the mother went over and started checking out the handbags. That's when the fun began.
"You don't need another purse!" the young man said.
His mother's jaw hit the floor. I don't know if she was in shock that he would talk to her in public that way, or that he committed the sacrilege of telling a woman she doesn't need another handbag.
"What do you mean?" she replied.
"You already have 13 of 'em" he complained.
She grabbed the one she was looking at and put it with her purchase.
At this point, I had to get involved.
"Can I ask you a personal question?" I inquired.
"How old are you?" I asked, smiling and knowing he couldn't be more than half my age.
"17. Why?" he asked.
"You will learn!" I replied.
His mother started laughing.
"That women never have too many handbags or shoes. Trust me. Just accept this fact now and your life will be a lot easier, specially when you get serious with someone someday. Just accept the fact that the closet is for her, and it gets a LOT easier!"
His mother just grinned.
12 minutes ago