CITRUS HEIGHTS- A Walmart employee is hoping to reunite a child with the incredible book of rules that they wrote.
“Don’t get into other people’s business. Don’t call each other names. Clean up your messes. No eating other people’s food. One hundred eighteen is don’t keep saying please if someone says no. I like that,” said Raymond Flores as he reads off the kind of advice you might snatch up in the self-help section at Barnes & Noble.
“One hundred twelve is to try to make things fair,” reads Flores.
But these life lessons came to Walmart employee Flores at work, as he scanned the lot of his Citrus Heights store for empty carts.
“There really wasn’t much out there and I saw this book sitting in a parking spot, so I thought I’d pick it up and check it out,” said Flores.
After flipping through these little pages, Flores quickly realized he’d found something too special to be tossed.
“Rule number 154 was to protect this book,” he read.
Following the lead of the young author and Batman, one of his superhero idols, he wants to find the rightful owner.
“They put a lot of hard work into it. These rules mean a lot to them and probably to the parents, as well,” he said.
While it’s obvious the more trained hand of a parent wrote down several of the rules, page turning reveals words and wisdom penned by a little person.
“Ware (sic) your seatbelt.”
“One of them is go to bed early if you have dance in the morning. That applies to more than just dance. If you have work, school, anything important; just prioritize,” Flores said.
“Put your shoes by the front door when you take them off,” he reads that line as he looks over at his own shoes piled by a doorway.
Other listed ‘rules’ to live by that appear to have come from a child, speak across years they’ve yet to live.
“Don’t leave your friends behind and no texting and driving at the same time,” Flores read.
The other reason’s he’s so interested in getting the book back to it’s author, is that it’s clear rule 158 was in progress when the book was lost.”
“I thought this was adorable. I just thought it was really nice and stuff. What kind of kid does this,” he said.
Flores can’t wait to find out.
He’s hoping this story reaches the book’s owner and it can be returned.
One the rules that might stand out the most: Don’t bite the dentist.
If you’re the author or connected to the child who is, Flores is asking you to email FOX40′s Sonseeahray Tonsall at firstname.lastname@example.org.
So I’m walking through Walmart behind this guy and his son. The kid has to be about 6 or 7 tops. We’re walking past the toys section when the kid asks his dad if they can stop and look. The dad informs him nicely that they don’t have time for toys today. The kid continues to ask and beg loudly and I can tell the dad is getting frustrated. He grabs the kids arm, telling him no, and begins yanking him away from the toy aisle.
As if on cue the kid begins screaming, “Who are you? You’re not my dad! Let me go!”
People are staring, confused, wondering if they should do something. The dad turns red and drags his kid out of Walmart with a bunch of concerned customers and employees watching.
My only question is, where in the hell did this kid learn something like that?
So, last weekend my husband stopped into our Walmart, bought some frozen vegetables and was checking out. The cashier picked up a box of brussel sprouts and said, “Do you eat these?” Which I responded, “Yes, as weird as it sounds, I love them!” My husband laughed because he thinks they are gross.
She looked at me very shocked and said, “I could never eat those. Sometimes I eat peas. But what is that inside of peas? Potato?” She was dead serious. She thought peas were stuffed with potatoes. We have been laughing about this for a week.
My son and I were walking back to our car which was parked way out near the street when we heard a squealing of tires and a crash. We looked over into the next row of parked cars to see a woman in a midsize green car pushing a parked car as she turned left. She pushed the parked car into the next 3 cars in that row crashing them all together like dominoes. Then she moved to the cars parked across the aisle and hit one of those pushing it into another 5 cars before she finally stopped. Making a total of 10 wrecked cars from one crazy WalMart driver (11 if you count hers). I grabbed my seven year old and ran away from the area. In case she started going again I didn’t want my son to be injured.