When I first moved to Las Vegas, I had the experience of a lifetime at the Walmart by Nellis Air Force Base. I don’t normally go there, but the beer was on sale at the time. As I was standing in line to check out, a homeless man was a few people in front of me. I’m not sure what he was buying because he was not holding anything. All of a sudden, a brownish liquid comes out his cut off pants. Next the smell hit. It was the most disgusting thing I have ever seen. Needless to say I dropped my beer on the floor and left to buy it at the convenience store for a few dollars more.
Not exactly a “little white lie that won’t hurt anyone” now is it?
I was sitting at the parking lot in my with my fiance finishing our fast food before going shopping. I noticed a girl who was obviously intoxicated stumbling around outside flirting with a guy in a truck. At first we thought it was amusing seeing her stumble and look like an idiot. She started pulling up her shirt to the man in the truck. I was grossed out but still thought it was funny until she pulled off her pants and started peeing in the parking lot! This was 2pm on a Saturday. I am normally a very reserved person but I immediately got out of my car and yelled that she was DISGUSTING and that there were children around! “There’s a bathroom 50ft away in the store” I yelled. Her response, “I don’t want to get hepatitis.” Along with some other extremely rude comments. I stormed off inside and she continued flirting with the guy in the truck. I walked to costumer service and lets just say she got a free ride to jail.
Walking through the dairy aisle in Walmart, there was this couple in front of me. Being typical rude shoppers, they stopped in the middle of the aisle so that nobody could pass them. While the husband was perusing the yogurt section, his wife decided this was a good time to either scratch an itch or adjust her panties, not quite sure which because her hand COMPLETELY disappeared up her ass.
My reaction was a louder than planned, “SERIOUSLY?!?” The woman turned around and glared at me.
ME: “Yeah, I’m talking about you!”
This began a quite loud exchange of words between me, the woman standing next to me (she was on my side), the butt picker lady (BPL) and the butt picker’s husband (BPH).
The BPL told me I was rude and the BPH called me a few names. I screamed at her saying she had no manners. I then pointed out where the bathroom was and suggested that she use it to finish what she started and to wash her hands because I didn’t want her ass germs touching anything in the store, especially the food I was buying.
The woman next to me then chimed in and after a brief moment, I just had to walk away. I had to hurry up and get in front of these people so that the food I was going to pick up had less of a chance to be touch by her.