Good sense can run into bad choices

PATIENCE is a virtue, possibly just not one of mine. The underlying theme of this is that when I want to have or do stuff I want to have or do it now. Time, however, has kindly taught me that I can’t have what I want when I want which isn’t so much a question of learning patience but getting sense.

The area of highest visibility for my newfound sense is clothes shopping. For years my modus operandi was buy now, change later. But all too often the things I wanted to bring back to shops just sat in bags on chairs until it was too late to bring them back and the only option was the charity shop. I have stopped doing this by exhibiting such examples of sense as trying things before I buy or actually bringing them back.

I have also become very sensible in regard to not buying what I don’t need. I feel I’m on track to become a proper grown up any day now. I needed some runners though and I knew what I was looking for. Early in this runner crusade I found a pair that ticked the boxes but, displaying a previously undiscovered level of sense I looked in other shops for better value.

Sense is all very well but it takes hours. Still, awash with a sense of well, sense, I trotted home with runners, satisfied that if I did see a better pair it wouldn’t be down to my hastiness. Unfortunately what all the trying and searching did not reveal was that the runners make a fart noise with every step. The music was so loud in the shop I only discovered this unfortunate truth when wearing the feckers. I can tell you now that ‘fart-noise’ is not an acceptable reason for your money back. You also don’t look like you have any sense when you try to argue that it is.