Shopping trip

I'm not a believer of retail therapy. Everytime I go shopping I end up hating myself for my spending impulses. Really, shopping just make me more stressed and more cranky. But last Saturday I had to go shopping. There's an approaching wedding that I have to attend. Note the "have to" part, I can't wiggle out of that particular obligation even if I want to, and believe me I really don't want to go to this particular wedding.
So some last minute shopping for an outfit, no biggie I'll be in and out with an outfit in 10 minutes or so I thought. The whole thing took 4 hours. 4 HOURS. 4 hours with which I could have sat at home playing video games and relaxing. Why you may ask, well, I went shopping with my 2 sisters and my mum.
I think I really haven't mentioned my two siblings much in this blog, ok, try never so now I'm gonnna mention them. I have 2 sisters, one older, one younger and life's just peachy being the one in the middle, I'll get to that in another post.
I'm a quick shopper, I see what I like I grab it and regret later, the rest of my family, well, let's just say that they have to debate for at least 10 minutes before trying anything on, after that, debating for another 10 minutes before finally get in the queue to check out and then while waiting to be checked out they continue the internal debate on whether or not they should purchase that particular item. As it usually happens, they end up not buying anything. That's why it took so bloody long.
The lesson learned from this particular trying day? Never, never going shopping with anyone in my family. Or maybe never, never going shopping with anyone, full stop. I've been shopping with friends who seem to try on every single item in the shop before buying or not buying anything. Gee, that was even more trying.