Have you ever wondered why there are only a few help attendants at a leading clothing store like Zara? I guess the answer to my own question struck me as I stood outside the women’s trial room, waiting for my girlfriend to try one of the twenty-five things. The number one reason why these stores don’t need to spend that extra money on more attendants is because women --- have us and sadly the stores perceive us to be free.

Now I know this kind of observation will be subjected to very high form of scrutiny which will be followed by torture, chances of being called a chut and sexist by my own girlfriend is higher but come-on you have to admit it, the derivation is ingenious. At-least I know all my bothers out there and some women will either empathize or sympathize with me or rather us.

Don't believe me? Next time you’re out shopping, look around you. Observe. You’ll see guy’s trailing behind their respective women looking bored … yawning. Knowing, when to change that yawn into a perfect smile when she faces you and then earn that extra brownie point by looking interested or by adding “Yes, babu  ... this color will look great on you”.

While all this is happening, if u look closely ... you would see that each one of them (the men), well at-least the ones with a wee bit imagination owns a gun. Hell ... my favorite is Benelli M4 shotgun, I call her Laura and she’s a beauty (12 gauge, semi-automatic). By now most of them may have chosen to turn their weapon on themselves and blow their brains .. coz of boredom. But if it was upto me and If we found the time between running back and forth to the trial room like headless monkeys with either a different size or color, imagine the fun we guys could actually have if we were allowed to let our imagination run loose and go “Call of duty” on each other’s ass right there at the store.

Shopping with guns would be indeed fun and we wouldn’t even complain ... till that day, I hope we survive.

Note: I am a good boyfriend and have no such complaints against shopping with women,especially with my girl-friend. This here is a figment of my alter-ego. I’m forced to write all this by him at gun point :)