Wiped The Floor With Your Budget

We have a shiny new bathroom, and we’re looking for a floor squeegee. Since our around-the-corner stores don’t have one, my husband goes to a hardware store. It’s on his way home after work, so it’s no problem.

Except… that day turns out to be the worst traffic in ages. Long traffic jams, people going left and right without signalling… Completely frustrated, my husband gets to the store, enters the store, can’t find the floor squeegees, asks an employee (as nicely as he can, considering he knows he’s frustrated), and the employee brings him to the place where he looked three times already.

Completely done with it all, he grabs the first one he sees and heads to the cash register.

Cashier: “That’ll be 99,95 euros, please.”

My husband freezes. He didn’t check the price. His brain pretty much shuts down. All he can think of is to get out of there so… he pays and leaves.

When he comes home to his safe, silent place, he hesitates to tell me about the floor squeegee. Eventually, he does.

Me: “A hundred euros?! What is that thing made of, platinum?!”

Husband: “I’m so… so sorry. I didn’t know what else to do!”

Of course, there are plenty of other things he could have done, but you know, hindsight is 20-20, it’s easier to be a keyboard warrior and the likes. We are financially well off enough that such an amount does not bring us to ruin.

Me: “Well, what’s done is done. But it had better be the best floor squeegee ever!”

One year later… still the best floor squeegee ever! I did talk to my husband about what happened and what he could have done, but honestly… whenever people come to see the new bathroom (is that a Dutch thing?), we always gush about the floor squeegee. We’ll always find a way to ‘squeeze’ that into the conversation.