I woke up late this morning and was so pissed that my driver isn’t ready yet. He knows I am a big time checker, and I hate not meeting schedules. We planned to be at the store by 8.30 am, and then buy the necessities for the food I was preparing for this afternoon. As it was late already (at least for me), he ended up volunteering to go to the shop and buy the cheese, sour cream and full cream.
I started to prepare the food sans the sour cream. He was taking his time, and I might as well prepare other stuff. I was able to cook 2 batches of croutons, prepare some longanisa mix and he still wasn’t back. He called a number of times to check up if he’s picking up the right one, and to tell me it wasn’t in the shop. I had to ask him a number of times to please ask the someone from the shop for help.
2 shops, more than an hour and 4 calls later, he came home with the sour cream, cheese and 1 full cream milk, and 1 skim milk. I guess he got help from the shop that’s why he got the sour cream, or he eventually found it. I don’t have the heart to tell him that the full cream milk and skim milk doesn’t mean the full cream I wanted for the salad. I guess this means cereals for breakfast for the next 2 weeks.
Men!!!

