My mum is a pretty peculiar woman. Today she judged an entire shopping mall based on the availability of certain veggies in the mall's hypermarket. Long gone are the days where you would judge a mall by its stores - today a healthy cucumber will tell all.

Pondering on this rather bizarre vegetable-related observation, I could not help but come to the conclusion that women are the real natural scavengers. Just stand in the vegetable section of any supermarket and you will observe the women carefully scouring the various boxes on display for the ripest, freshest items. And when they spot it, they zero in with pinpoint accuracy, a hand darts out, and it's all over in a matter of seconds. Bagged, billed, and ready for the soup pot. I tell you what, it's a real struggle for survival in the veggie domain. A woman will claw your eyes out in the quest to find the right potato to make her alloo ghobi just right. And don't even get me started on sales. During a sale, the aisles of stores become more dangerous than the Emirates Road.

Let's face it - we're all discount divas at heart.

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