At the lower end of Willis Street, in deepest darkest Wellington, lurking amongst gorgeous shoe shops and assorted other temptations, there is a supermarket. This supermarket appears at first glance to be a rather small hole in the wall, stocking a lot of wine, ready cooked chickens, infused olive oil of various types, grapes, posh chocolate and other supplies that an overpaid, underworked corporate type might pick up on the way to a cosy night in with his mistress. For this this reason, this supermarket will henceforth be known as Kept Woman New World (KWNW).
As there is a relatively mundane back section to the KWNW, which contains stuff like bread and toothpaste that non-kept women, like myself for example, need from time to time, and as KWNW is directly across the road from my bus stop, it looks like KWNW will be my usual. Today, while purchasing bread, toothpaste and posh chocolate, I noticed that not only does KWNW play the usual 'greatest hits of the eighties' for the delight of its eager customers, it shows the associated videos on a big screen!
Fuego-planners take note! Your cool new idea from x-years ago has been reduced to the level of supermarket muzak. You guys are really going to have to come up with something new and groovy.
PS. My furniture arrived! So Happy!