Women are best at everything, except...

Coconut that's brilliant! It should be on every school curriculum!

You've hit the nail on the head there, Willow. My DH and I shop together and he always leaves me to pack the last dozen or so items while he gets his card out of his wallet ready to pay.
If I'm shopping on my own I have my purse in my cross-body handbag, not my shopping bag, so I can access it quickly, or remove my card temporarily and put it in my coat pocket which is quite deep.

This all ave me a good laugh on a drab Monday morning. The William Golding article is spot on . No wonder men find us so threatening ! Lol

Gave

Just a quote that I think applies to Women are the best at everything;
“Whatever you give a woman, she will make greater. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby. If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal. If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.”

I rest my case

Definitely agree with so much of what you're saying ladies!?

patience is a virtue. you dont know if the person has arthritic probs ,.or just plain annoying . but like me. though i often lose my seeing/reading glasses when i want to go out. i always put them on a little tray in the kitchen with bus pass/purse /glasses.usually bus /train pass are in my top left pocket of my coat.(its a mans large jacket) and my purse is already in the inside zipped pocket.i dont do handbags .they are so blooming annoying everything tends to end up at the bottom just out of reach.on days out i take my rucksack .where i know where everything is in its little compartment.get organised ladies. its men who are annoying. like playing on their mobile when the traffic lights turn green.or going straight across a zebra/pelican crossing when its ok to walk for pedestrians. one man shouted through the window .oh i didnt see you ,where as i shouted well get off your ** mobile.

And how about how you park at the supermarket? For me the obviously sensible way it to park nose in, so you can later easily get to the boot to pack your bags full of the things you've bought. But some people reverse park and have to struggle round other cars to get to the boot - I am guessing this manoeuvre to make it really hard to pack your groceries away is more done by men than women. Am I wrong? And have others noticed this?

I was taken out for lunch yesterday by friends from Church, one of the Sunday School Dads, a very efficient German Gentleman, as we were leaving Church to go the Irish pub for the full breakfasts, said "Wife is not here today so can you put these in your bag ".!!
Other female friends laughing as their husbands were busy packing their handbags with their stuff.
All of my gay friends use manbags and they are great, in fact DBFs is big enough for my stuff too.

I use self scan, every time. There’s very rarely a queue there.

A gap in the market for clothes with phone/purse sized pockets. Nfkdumpling
I've twice dropped my phone down the loo from that shallow jean's pocket.
As for waiting for the person in front well DH is the loudest protester and yet, ironically, who is it who suddenly finds he's forgotten his bus pass and has to pay full fare with exact money because our buses don't give change?

The reason I tend to queue behind men is that they generally seem to have only 2 items so things move quickly - whilst women tend to have trolley loads....

Rufus2 ... I found it on Pinterest, they have some amazing thought provoking quotes on everything !

NotSpaghetti too true

I'm another one who chooses which checkout operator looks the most efficient!

A much bigger bugbear is when standing in a queue waiting for a bank of tills and the person at the front seems to have gone to sleep. The poor assistant has to stand and shout NEXT before they wake up. Then they get to the front and still have to rummage around to find a bag to put their shopping in and a means of payment. For those shopping in their lunch break it is a nightmare.

Oh and not forgetting those who park in a car park, get out of their car and instantly forget they are a driver. They walk in front of cars and seem totally unaware of what driving entails.

Please note, I don't think there is any difference between the sexes.

If in a hurry in the supermarket, I avoid the 'basket only/ten items or fewer' queue. Invariably, in the past, if I've joined that queue, the elderly man in front of me gets out a change purse and counts out the required amount of money in pennies, tuppences and five pence pieces!

I read the posts about people searching for bus passes and yet again wondered why more people don't use pass holders that hang around their necks? You can't drop it and it is always there. I have a rather snazzy sequined one from Clare's Accessories which changes colour when you stroke it!

Could have been my OH writing the quote although his rant is about not only the revelation that the goods have to be paid for, but the belief, once the purse has been located, that they are sure they have enough change.
Money is slowly counted into the cashiers hand, including a huge volume of small change which is inevitably a little under the desired amount, cueing a search through pockets and/or the trawling of the bottom of their handbag for stray change. Unfortunately this rarely results in the required sum being discovered and starts the "searching for bank card" scenario.
I have endured many a Victor Meldrew meltdown moment with him over the years.
Do say hello to me if you recognise him next time you are at the supermarket.

I wonder why it matters to us so much that other peoples' slowness/habits become irritating. Are we in so much of a hurry that every second counts? I watch many of these selfsame happenings with reconciled expectation and sometimes wonder what it might be about my habits that perplex and frustrate others. Personally I think my supermarket functioning is slick and perfect!

Being men.....

I am that woman! I make no apology, I am usually trying to juggle several things as I pack, including a small child. The only time I have been ready to pay with my card, the checkout operator put it on her magnetic thingy the day before I went on holiday. Needless to say, the card never worked again and I had to put all my expenditure on another card which cost me money.
I now have a purse which has hundreds of loyalty cards and a couple of bank cards. I can never find the ones I need speedily!

Hear, hear Kim19 , some people do act as if they have planes to catch or might be missing out. Is it part of trying to look decisive?
Festina lente - more haste less speed.

I haven't aproblem with how long anyone takes in the queue,if its someone elderly that might be the only chat they have in the day so why hurry them on? The checkout operators in Morrisons are all very friendly and happy to pass the time of day .I unpack the trolley and put my card in the m/c while OH packs the bags and takes them to the car.Works for us .I'm never in so much a rush that I wont take time to be pleasant to folk along the way ,I only carry mu debit card an loyalty card in my purse..oh and my SNP membership card .

Hello - my first post

A couple of comments on this discussion.

Often when I am in a slow moving queue, I enjoy saying "Don't worry I'm not in a rush, I'm retired". I find people watching fascinating so that means I can indulge myself. My rushing days are over, except when in pursuit of my 5 year GS disappearing on his bike in the park.

I really enjoyed reading the WM Golding comment and was prompted to Google him. He wrote Lord of the Flies I see. An interesting person (gender non specific ...). Any recommendations for reading any of his work ?

. I found it on Pinterest
Coconut ; Many thanks; I'll follow that up tomorrow. What am I saying? It's almost tomorrow here, being 5 min to Midnight Now it is midnight and Tuesday 8 Jan. Whoopee! It's my half-year birthday; 91½. And I don't feel a day over 91. Must get some shut-eye in readiness for my big day. It won't be long to start celebrating quarters; they're becoming rather precious! Cheers Rufus, pour yourself a drink; it'll help you dream tonight!