The Cost of Convenience

I just learned something new today.  Convenience.  2. BRITISH – a public restroom.

Before that, there was this …

Lulu: We should have bought flour

Me (midway through dicing the first potato):  Really? There isn’t any?

Lulu: Nope, none

Me:  Well B man, so much for giving you a break today

Me (continued): Do you want to run and get flour or keep on dicing?

B: I’ll cook.

Because you know it was killing him to have me do it.  He’ll say otherwise but hovering speaks louder than words. 🙂

So off I go to the Chevron gas station/convenience store.

Me: Do you have any flour?

Clerk: We sure do, right over here.

Me: Thanks.

Clerk: What are ya making a pie?

Me: Nope, chicken fried steak.

Clerk to other Clerk: Dee, I’ll be back in about an hour.  I am going to her house for chicken fried steak.



Well folks, I paid $2.29 for the smallest sack of flour.  The local grocery sells their brand of flour for about 1/2 that.  And when I got home, we checked the date.  Good through 11/19/17.  Oh well, no weevils in it.  It’ll do.  And that folks, is the cost of convenience.

As always, more to come.


3 thoughts on “The Cost of Convenience

  1. Isn’t that the truth. We pay more for the convenience of not having to go to the ‘big’ store. Sounds like us, too, when right in the middle of making something, we find we’re out of what we need. 🙂

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