The Superdivabitch Strikes Again

I did something horrible today. And I'm blaming Eido for it. Rice and I went shopping this morning. Rice needed shoes and I needed underwear. And we had to pick up a kurta for Skimble. So we went to Fabindia first and picked up the kurta (it's a really nice white one, but Mum says it makes him look like a priest) and then we went to inc.5 to pick up shoes. Which I thought was really stupid of Rice because the last time she bought shoes there they broke in three months. So I was telling her that if she didn't mind her shoes not lasting long then we should go to Ebrahim Sahib street and pick up something because they have really nice stuff and she wouldn't end up spending like seven hundred bucks on a pair of shoes that wouldn't last. Like they wouldn't last anyway, but at least she'd spend less than half at inc.5.

But she was already kinda pissed with me because in the morning I had this irresistable urge to eat vada sambhar and so I dragged her to this darshini close by to have some for breakfast. But of course, Rice is too high and mighty to eat at a darshini and she just sat there while I tucked in, completely silent the whole time, staring disdainfully at the chipped formica table. So anyway she was already pissed with me and I started going on about the shoes and how it was pointless paying seven hundred bucks for shoes that wouldn't last and that they were ugly anyway (they were. horrible white and silver chunky straps wound round and round like a spring) and then she started bitching about how I wouldn't know an ugly shoe if it hit me in the face and that I always bought exorbitantly priced shoes (which might be true, but my shoes last and last for years) that were super ugly (which is not true, they're very nice, just not all strappy and flimsy) and then she kept bitching and bitching and I got really pissed and then.....

And then I stormed out. She cried out, I need the card. (my dad had given us his credit card) but I ignored her and strode out and before I left I turned around and said (dramatically) you can take a 'rick home.

And then I went and bought my underwear, which for once wasn't much of a hassle. (Won't get into that. ) After I picked it up I went back to the shoe shop. I had this vague idea that she'd still be there crying or something. But she wasn't. So I walked up and down Comm Street a bit, thinking I might spot her, but I couldn't. I also thought she might be waiting by the bike. But I wasn't sure and thought the best thing to do would be to call. I didn't have my phone and so I tried to find a pay phone. Which, as any cell phone bereft Bangalorean will tell you, is a very difficult thing to do on Comm Street. But I managed. So I called her and asked her where she was.

And she hung up on me.

So then I just finished off whatever shopping I had left. Also bumped into M on the way, and had a lassi with her. (at Sreeraj's. Yummy!) M told me she tried calling me on Rice's phone and Rice said that she was at home and she didn't know where I was. So I went back home.

And we're still not talking.

But the point is : That this is ALL EIDO'S FAULT. Because him being the total sweetheart he is, is turning me into this superdivabitch. Like I can hang up on him, storm out on him and pretty much be a superdivabitch to him. And he won't stop being a sweetheart. So I end up expecting people to be really nice to me inspite of my superdivabitchiness. Which is not a good thing. (a. because the Buddha said so and b. because it's so not going to happen)

Ergo, my new year resolution: to be a nicer person and eschew all superdivabitchiness.