So I’m walking through the Wally World parking lot towards my car and a woman up ahead catches my attention due to her loud conversation. As she approaches my direction, I assume she is talking on a blue tooth ear piece since she’s not holding a cellphone. As I pass her, I realize she is in fact talking on the phone. The phone just happens to be stuffed in her tank top. She had the phone on speakerphone and decided there were more economical ways to go hands free when talking on the phone. She continued talking to her chest as she walked into the store.
My friend and I were walking into a Walmart not long ago when we noticed what seemed to be a little girl, 3 years old or so, digging in the back of her pants. As we got closer we realized that she was not digging in her pants, she was trying to pull them up as her speed walking mother pulled her along by her other arm. I felt bad for the toddler whos bottom was now exposed to the world, so I rushed to catch up to Momma Speed Walker and as I closed in the mother turned to yell at her child for going too slow. She looked at the little girl in disgust and loudly demanded for her to pull up her pants, as if it were the child’s fault that her mother put her in pants that were two sizes too small and wouldn’t stay up.
After giving her a look that singed her soul I made sure to comment about her parenting.
I have been a cashier at walmart for only a short time, when a young maybe about 15 year old girl walks up to the 20 items or less aisle with 4 items. one of those large cucumbers in shrink wrap and four boxes of condoms… I smile a completed the transaction in silence. At the end of the transaction the young girl processes to say, “This isnt what you think the cucumber is for my boyfriend.” I laughed until I cried.
My bf and I just got back from stopping by Walmart on the way home to pick up MILK and ONLY MILK. That’s always how it starts right? Some lady had three German shepherd mixes in a shopping cart outside, giving them away for free. I picked one up and (keep in mind, it was about 9 pm so it was dark) noticed a couple small ticks on the 2 month old pup. No biggie, we had shampoo and spray and tweezers at home. We finished our shopping and left and the woman was GONE. We got home to find out that this poor dog had nearly 200 ticks on it’s tiny body, even some as big as kidney beans stacked up under it’s arms 4 or 5 ticks deep. My great boyfriend sat there and bathed this poor dog and spent about two hours picking every last tick off. He’s still getting used to his new home but definitely has a fitting new name, Lucky. Partly because that woman better thank her lucky stars we don’t know where she lives!