Of Fathers

You know, I realized something today. Regardless of background, fathers are the same the world round.

I went to the grocery store like normal, and there was a young couple and their son in the store. The son was having a blast pushing the cart, mom was in front telling him to hurry up, and dad was in the back helping to distract the son.

In classic dad-style, every piece of suggestive selling was picked up.

Dad: "These dumplings look good. Do we want them?"
Mom: "We don't need them. Put them back."
Dad: "Please? They look really delicious."
Mom: "Ok fine, but nothing else."
Dad: "Of course." And then he proceeds to look like a kid in his candy shop with his new purchase as he shows the son what delicious dumplings they'll get to eat.

Five minutes later, and it's more of the same.

Dad: "What about these batteries? Don't we need batteries?"
Mom: "No, we don't need batteries."
Dad: "But I think we need batteries. I have this electronic thing that needs batteries."
Mom: "We have batteries in the house."
Dad: "But they were the wrong kind..."
Mom: "We have the right kind. You just didn't see them."
Dad: "We have X type?"
Mom: "Yes."
Dad: "Ok...."

What is it about suggestive selling that fathers seem so susceptible to?