Venting Opportunity. Skip if not interested.
The last time I asked someone to pick up an item for me was when my mother died. The family was coming into town. My brother and his wife got there first. His wife wanted to get her nails done, so they booked an appt. at a salon across the street from a grocery store. I asked the brother if he could nip across the street and pick up a deli item that the family loves and wasn’t available in the store I went to before they arrived.
His wife got upset. She didn’t understand why he needed to get something when they brought a bunch of food. I explained that the family members loved this item and would be pleased to have it available.
It really annoyed me. As if my brother wants to sit in a salon for 30+ minutes while his wife gets her nails done when he can walk across the street and purchase one item. In the meantime, I’m at Mom’s house waiting to greet the rest of the family, including his children (not the wife’s).