women shoppers

Pat and I went to Wally World to shop for a few items earlier tonight. I became engrossed in watching women shop. Women become oblivious to everything around them when they shop. They will slowly proceed down an aisle scanning the merchandise with a look on their faces like they have doubled their daily dose of Prozac, and then swallowed a couple of Valium just for the hell of it. They usually will stop in the middle of the aisle when their eye bones lock on to the searched for item. All trafic in both directions ceases at this moment while the woman stares at the item. Shopping carts are not equipped with horns luckily or they would be blaring. The woman walks to the shelf where the object of her desire lies, and she picks it up and scans all sides of the item. Her cart is still blocking traffic. Finally someone says," Excuse me please." Which draws her mind back down to this planet, and then she will put the item in her cart and slowly meander down the aisle. This scene is repeated in every aisle by almost all of the women.
Men are different. We are hunters. Our mental processes go something like this. " Wife says I need pants....Go directly to store that sells pants....Go directly to pants.....Pick up pair of pants and try on....If they fit pay clerk and leave store."
This must be the difference between hunters and gatherers.
The Ol' Curmudgeon