Well, let me start off by saying that I finally have gas in my car! On Sunday morning, my wonderful girlfriend had to pick me up for church because I still did not have any. Luckily, on the way home, the gas station by my apartment had gas and I was able to fill up. Unfortunately, the crisis is not completely over.
Anyway, Sunday afternoon I headed out to Wal-Mart because I pretty much had nothing left to eat. I try not to go to Wal-Mart on Sundays for several reasons, one of which is that Sundays seem to bring out the crazies (no, not Christians…well maybe in some circumstances, but not this one).
While I was at Wal-Mart, I was getting orange juice when I saw a lady pick up a box of yogurt and stare at it very intently. She seemed to be studying every part of the 6-pack dairy product. All of the sudden, a look of anger came across her face and she slammed the yogurt down and walked off.
This made me think: What could a box of yogurt say that would make someone so made that she would slam it down?
Was the calcium too low? Not enough fiber? Was she lactose intolerant? Was her ex-boyfriend named Yoplait? Did her family get killed by spoiled dairy?
I’m still confused!
I also discovered a new method of parenting. Apparently these parents did not want to have to deal with their kids, so they went and took bikes of the bike rack at Wal-Mart and let their kids ride the bikes throughout the store while they shopped.
That wouldn’t have been so bad except the kids were trying to emulate Lance Armstrong in a tight race, approaching the finish line. I’m pretty sure they ran over several shoppers!
Anyway, not much of a point to that story. Just informing you of my crazy night!
There is a moral to the story and a happy ending…yesterday I went and got a Sam’s Club membership!
Tags: Sam's Club, Wal-Mart
September 23rd, 2008 at 3:03 pm
You were at Walmart quite a bit later than I was Sunday. I filled my tank there between 5:30 & 6 am and was pleasantly surprised that- (1) they had gas (2) they opened early to sell it (3) it was “only” $3.88/gallon (4) the guy in my lane just finished & pull out as I pulled in (5) the “crazies” waited until you came that afternoon. Normally, my experiences at “the devil’s marketplace” (as I affectionately call Walmart) are much like yours. I bet you were at the one in Antioch too!
September 23rd, 2008 at 4:17 pm
I Love Sam’s.
September 25th, 2008 at 1:17 pm
Just shop at Target.
September 26th, 2008 at 10:15 pm
At least you didn’t get kicked out of walmart like Alan Pointer’s youth group haha.
September 27th, 2008 at 9:33 am
Having worked there in the past (for three years)I can tell you they are commonly called Wal-martions. The stories I could tell from drunk guys relieving themselves in sporting goods to gang fights while I was walking into work.