For some reason, I must be a sadist. This afternoon I set out with the best intentions of hitting the local Wal-Mart to grab a few things. I needed some new t-shirts, some Windex wipes, and some Sure antiperspirant.
It took me some time to get my t-shirts, given that the Christmas vultures had picked over them and left it an assorted mess. I tried looking for some sleeveless t-shirts, but I would have had better luck finding a needle in a haystack. You would think one of the associates would have tidied up the place, but they must have better things to do with their time.
After at least getting the t-shirts I wanted, I set off for the other two items I needed. I headed over to the cleaning supply area, and I found the aisle that held all of the various window cleaning solutions. Did I find any of the prepackaged wipes? Nope, not one. The only prepackaged wipes I found were the Pledge wipes. I cursed a bit under my breath, but this was not a big priority for me. I then headed over to grab the last item I needed.
I get to the deodorant aisle, and I locate all of the various Sure antiperspirant variants. Naturally, the Unscented brand I get is not there. I could get some terrible scent, but I instead curse a little more under my breath. I resign myself to the fact that I will need to go to the hated local Shoppers Food Warehouse to get my deodorant.
I head to the checkout aisle, but nothing can brace me for the inevitable long wait I have in store for me. It never fails: all of the open aisles have long lines in them. Of course the aisle labeled “Express” is a misnomer, as I wait 10 minutes to get to the register. I pay and head out, knowing that I now need to get all of my little running around done before I head off to the family gathering I need to go to later today.
I am through going to Wal-Mart. It never fails that they have long lines and never have what it is I am looking for. I am sticking to Target from now on. I don’t care if Wal-Mart were the only place left after some unforeseen disaster, I would rather die than go there.
Damn Wal-Mart!!!!!!!
#1 by danielle on December 29, 2006 - 6:21 pm UTC
Do you ever read the local paper’s police blotter, without fail there is a crime described as such: 2700 bl Pt. Covington Dr. Suspects apprehended after leaving with unpaid merchandise. Was that you..were you so tired of waiting in line that you just walked out with your items?
I hate all large stores, including grocery stores. The larger they are, the more time it takes to figure out they don’t have what you are looking for.
#2 by Sally on December 29, 2006 - 6:46 pm UTC
Yeah, Wal-Mart is teh suck, as you would say, but damn, I can’t get my purple tampons anywhere else!
#3 by danielle on December 29, 2006 - 8:42 pm UTC
Oh, are you the reason MalSnay says/writes “teh” everything? What does that mean?
#4 by Carol on December 29, 2006 - 9:09 pm UTC
Walmart is the devil. They have Windex wipes at Target…
#5 by Aaron Brazell on December 30, 2006 - 8:53 am UTC
Can I recommend the suburbs?
#6 by JJT on December 30, 2006 - 10:33 am UTC
danielle: I never shoplift, as I have that thing called disposable income. As for Snay writing “teh” all the time, the roots may or may not be me. The actual root is in hacker/l33t-speak. Read this article for a primer.
Sally: So true.
Carol: And that is why I am going to Target from now on.
Aaron: I will never rock the ‘burbs.
#7 by Sally on December 30, 2006 - 11:36 am UTC
Jason, I didn’t know you preferred the purple tampons! Wow…we have so much in common.
#8 by Carol on December 31, 2006 - 4:52 pm UTC
One cannot “rock” the burbs. One gets in, gets out, and thanks the good Lord for giving one the sense to never live there or stay for extended periods.