Unfair At Any Price


Gord was waiting in the front hall when Angie arrived home from work.

“That’s so cute. You missed me,” teased Angie.

It had no effect on Gord’s disposition. “Been shopping online, have you?”

“What’re you talking about?” asked Angie with a quiver in her voice.

“Your latest purchase came,” said Gord.

“Remember, you love me,” reminded Angie.

“I’m trying, but a thousand dollars for boots?” accused Gord.

Angie collapsed on the couch in the living room. “I was weak.”

“A thousand dollars! What’re they made of, platinum?”

“I think the buckles are gold plated,” offered Angie, then realized that was a bad idea.

“We can’t afford this. We’ve got too much debt already,” sighed Gord.

Angie sat up and grasped Gord’s hand. “I’m worth it, right?”

Gord pulled his hand away. “Ask me that when we’re living on the streets.”

A flash of anger burned in Angie’s eyes. “You’re just overreacting. Okay, fine. Let’s just say it’s my birthday present.”

“For the next four years,” added Gord.

“Are you serious?”

“Maybe a couple of Christmases, too,”

Angie closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“We just can’t afford this,” whined Gord.

“So what, I return them?” asked Angie.

“Please,” said Gord.

“Or,” suggested Angie with brightening eyes, “We keep them. What’s money, anyway?”

It was Gord’s turn to sigh. “The difference between life and death, perhaps?”

A pout formed on Angie’s face. “Life’s not fair,” she grumbled.

Gord reexamined the receipt. “Nope,” he said. “And at these prices, it’s not even unfair in our favour.”

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2 Responses to Unfair At Any Price

  1. Pat says:

    I know about on-line shopping and how the cards balance can change quickly.

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