I was armed with a notebook and a pen. I scrutinized almost all items and jotted own my most frequent purchases. Having done that, I schemed on what to cut on and which brands to change to, in order to make things more cost effective.
I was doing my homework. Wives’ version of annual budget. The place? A hypermarket. The only problem was that I was sort of followed. Because the staff thought I was a spy from the other hypermarkets who are the competitors to the one I was in.