About ten years ago or so I worked part time on the weekends at a quilt shop in a nearby town. It was a beach side town and the shop was in the old district frequented mostly by tourists out for a seaside holiday.
One Sunday two men came in the shop, obviously husbands, and friends. They were talking about how if they had let their wives come in it would have taken forever for them to find a simple thing like a needle. Women just have to look and touch everything one man said, and the other nodded in agreement with this wise observation. They came up to the counter and asked for some needles. I showed them the notions wall and asked what kind of needles they wanted...The men seemed stumped at all the variety and one went to the door by the parking lot and yelled out, I am assuming, to his wife. "What kind of needles?" A voice floated out...quilting. The man came in again, "Quilting needles!" he said firmly. I asked did he mean betweens? Another blank look and a trip to the door with the question about did they want betweens....With a shrug he came back and said, silly name but yeah. Well I asked what size? Now he seemed on solid ground, "sewing size. I pointed out that the size was based on the size of the needle's eye and recommended one....out the door....."is that the size you want...again the afirmative....so back to me, OK I ask, gold eye, titanium, small medium or large pacage...with each question one of the men would go back to the door for direction from the unseen wives.OK we now had the required needles. In the mean time one of the fellas had been browsing around and had come across the fat quarters, What is this, I explain. The other comes up with a fat quarter pack, and what is this, again I explain how it is fat quarters from one pattern line so they all coordinate....How does that work? I show them a sample quilt...why not just buy some fabric....again I explain. Now one of the wives sticks her head in the door and asks if they have the needles as they want to go to lunch. Oh yeah they said, paid for the fat quarter bundles, needles, and a book on sampler quilts. As they left shop I heard one say, "Good thing we didn't let our wives come in or this would have taken all day, women just don't know how to shop quickly like men do." I did my best to stifle my laughter until they were gone, but I think I heard their wives laughing as the men went out the door.

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Funny

how funny

LOL for real. :)

Hehehe

Boy, isn't that the truth!!! And forever after, the husbands would remind the wives how easy it was to shop for needles and how little time it took!!!
And if the wives were smart, they would thank the husbands for saving them all that time!!!

So funny and so true. Thank you for sharing it with us.

I would be the same way if hubby sent me to Home Depot for 3" screws.

Great story :D:D:D

:lol:

Hey...they even got some unexpected fabric and a pattern out of them!

How funny

OMG that is soooo funny...that happened once with my Fiance' sooooo funny :lol:

what a hoot. thanks for the laugh!

Yep, the wives should have come in themselves -- it would have been faster!

Great story....thanks for sharing!! :thumbup: :D :thumbup:

Too funny!!! LOL

Yep, sounds like my DH, but he will go in with me and buy things I really don't need, he's a keeper though

This is great !! Thanks for the laughs :)

Thanks for the story. Fairly typical I would say. At least the wives got some extra treasures!

I would be the same way if hubby sent me to Home Depot for 3" screws.
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I've discovered that asking an older customer questions will get me some of the best advice around. One of the stores now has a young guy who doesn't look old enough to shave and seems to think he knows everything, so, to save time, I let him put things in my cart and when he leaves replace them on the shelves. Older men seem to like helping older ladies who thank them charmingly..(I hope it sounds charming instead of frantic to get the heck out of there before the young helper returns).

:) Thanks for the laughs!

How funny!

gotta love 'em, can't shoot 'em!

Great story I had a good laugh.

That story is so true. Thanks for the laugh. Those wives knew what they were doing when they sent the husbands in. They ended up with fabric and a pattern. Probably would have nothing but the needles if they had gone in with them. Craze like a fox IMO.
Sue

that's hilarious.

priceless!!

that is just too funny. husbands, cant live with them and cant kill them. who else would hold the quilts for the pic. hehe j/k. I think that it was nice that they got the fabric and pattern also. hope it was to the wifes liking. hehe

lol!

I am the kind of person who shops and get what I went for and sticks to a budget. If I take my husband, he is the one who has the issue, time and budget issues.

love it men well never get it.

That was funny! My DH would just be happy to wait in the car for as long as it took! And, has...many times...he is a dear!

Those ladies knew what they're doing alright.

When I have to pick up something for DH, I don't want to waste time on his cwap, so I make him call the wood working store, and order everything. Then I walk in pick it up, sometimes he pays with CC on the phone, other times, he gives me cash.
Then I can go to a fabric store on the way home, using his gas.

I've already learned if I want him to get me something, I give him the empty wrapper. I am certain he stops at a wood shop on the way home, so we're even.

Love it! Aren't men funny?

OMG that is so funny!!

I needed a chuckle today. Wonderful story@

That is so funny! My DH stays in the car when I shop at the quilt store. He plays Angry Birds on his phone while I'm gone.
Too funny.

Nothing better than waking up to a cute little story that puts a smile on your face. Thanks for sharing.