Women who work and women who don’t
Going to the local shop in the morning to buy some bread for lunch I am greeted by the same scene every time. The small supermarket is full of middle aged and elderly women about to do their shopping, in the middle of it or having finished their shopping but still in the shop.
“Hacer la compra” (to do/ go shopping) is a task/ seems to be done on a daily basis.
I do often marvel at their ability to have so much to talk about as it is the same women I meet every morning. But even after a few years of living here and being at a fairly proficient, if mostly self taught level of Spanish, I am still out of depth when faced with the uninterrupted chatter of half a dozen elderly andaluz women from one of the smaller villages in the Campo (countryside).
So far I haven’t been able to decipher exactly what subjects it is they seem to be able to discuss every morning. This is partly because I am in a hurry to get home and off to work because this is what this post is all about, the women who work and the women who don’t.
All of a sudden I could manage my time a little better in the mornings. From not knowing whether my daily purchase of bread for my lunch sandwich would take 15 or 5 minutes, it seemed to become 5 minutes almost every day as I was pushed to the front. Bliss.
Recently I again saw the divide between working and non-working women. It was this summer and quite late in the evening. The Spanish family in the house next to me had the grandchildren over for the summer holiday. They are 4 girls, and not of the quiet kind!
After that they quietened down.