Sugar

Job didn't know shit.

Got up to make my medicine this morning. We're out of sugar. I need three huge tablespoons of sugar for my medicine. My stomach is screaming. I need the medicine NOW!

The problem is the medicine is meant to be mixed with sugar because the smell and taste can otherwise cause vomiting.

We're out of sugar. I look across to my lovely awake cohabitant and point out to her that we're out of sugar.

'Yes I know.'
'But we've never been out of sugar before. Not in ten years.'
'Yes I know.'
'You just went shopping yesterday.'
'Yes I know.'
'Didn't you have enough money to buy sugar?'
'Oh of course.'
'Then why didn't you buy any? You always have a backup as well. Now none.'
'They didn't have my favourite brand.'

They didn't have her favourite brand?

Yes, her favourite brand costs about 40p less than the other brand. So to save 40p she decided to completely deprive the household of sugar.

Sugar isn't only used in medicine. It's used in cooking, it's used in hot drinks. And cohabitant must have been waiting for her 'favourite' brand for some time - she let us run out over a period of weeks, not a single shopping day.

All because she can't find her favourite brand anymore.

The medicine will have to wait. The pain has become excruciating. I am thinking of divorce.