mantrum... (part two)
man (mahn) noun — plural men (mehn)
: an adult male human being
Example: Hundreds of men, women and children; a four-man team
tantrum (tan-truhm) noun
: a violent demonstration of rage or frustration; a sudden burst of ill temper.
mantrum (mahn-truhm) noun
: a violent demonstratopn of rage or frustration from a man, usually after being subjected to hours on end of aimless wandering through a shopping complex on the insistance of spouse / partner.
Example: Poor guy... he just broke and had a mantrum!
Ok, I noticed something about my mantrum post. Apart from it being an absolutely brilliant piece of social observation, it appears to be part of a yearly cycle. Just look at this post from December 2005.
"I have never been more pushed, shoved and bustled around in a shopping complex in my life. Mostly by women who cant drive shopping trolleys. I shall refrain from making the obvious connection between shopping trolley's and cars *cough*. Women shoulder charging is NOT a good look.
My point is, that no-one looks happy at Christmas time, although I looked happy when I saw a Dad, obviously frustrated by his wife and kid, break down and have a temper tantrum in the middle of Westfield, storming off and leaving his wife whining about not being able to slowly peruse another stupid shop.
When I shop, there is never any perusing and fluffing about. Its all military style... quick insertion, hit the target, fast extraction. Thats it. End. I get in, get what I need, get out. But at Christmas, it seems Women turn into bloodsucking vampires, and dads are destined to be dragged around by their toenails, forced to carry over-loaded shopping bags, and enter thousands of shops just to look, even though the female fully knows they will not buy a single thing. Just cruel."
History truly does repeat itself.
P.S. My sister agrees, that Women are far more erratic in their trolley behaviour, far more likely to stop in the middle of the aisle, blocking people while they weigh up whether they would rather eat Cheese Supreme OR Nacho Cheese Doritos...
P.S.S. Today an announcement came over the intercom...
"Due to a recent incident, customers are reminded that children are not permitted to ride in, or on the shopping trolleys."
Cause my little 5 year old sister totally surfs those things down the Omo washing powder aisle. THEY HAVE SEATS IN THEM!!!
P.S.S. Suffered severe case of foot in mouth disease yesterday. Working with someone from company "C" (not real name) talking about how much better company "A" was than company "B". Really started slagging off company "B". Today, I found out that the person I was talking to works for BOTH company "C" AND company "B". Crap.
Wil out.
Leave a comment