I must have wandered in during the lull.
Because I had to refill a scrip today, of all days, and I wandered into the Walmart parking lot, got a spot two places from the door, walked right up to the sporting goods counter and purchased 100 rounds of 223, got a bottle of creamer and went to the pharma counter, walked right in and got my scrip, paid, and headed home. I was home in less than a half hour. I don’t quite know what all the fuss is about.
OTOH, there were a lot of “People of walmart” moments, but since this was a short trip and I’m off the clock at present, I didn’t have my phone along. Shame, too, because the 80 year old broad with orange hair wearing satin spandex pants was a sight for sore eyes.
Well, sore afterwards, anyway.
Once seen, never forgotten.
That woman gets around!
I’ve only been to a WalMart a couple of times, but it made me think of a free-range zoo.
Wednesday, my laptop power cord failed and I didn’t want to go the long weekend without it, so I girded my loins and prepared to wade through the last-minute food shoppers on my way to the nearest Big Box Store. I phoned ahead to make sure that they had my part and it was waiting for me at the customer service desk when I arrived.
I was surprised at the ease of my purchase, but not as surprised as I was by the line forming outside the major electronics retailer in preparation for the Black Friday Frontal Assault. People were lining up more than 36 hours ahead of time and were willing to forgo Thanksgiving in order to buy stuff at some kind of discount. I was even more surprised when my duaghter told me later that some yahoo had started standing in line on MONDAY!
No wonder the country is going to hell.