I had to run to the restroom in Walmart the other day and just as I sat down I heard something hit the floor in the stall next to me. Figuring someone had dropped their keys or purse on the floor, I ignored it. I heard it again and looked down to see a baby! Just sitting on the floor giggling and hitting the floor with her hands and then putting them in her mouth! Later I saw who I think must have been the same woman (they had on the same knockoff UGGS) walking around with the baby in the buggy and talking on her phone, when the baby started to cry she screamed very loudly, “SHUT UP!! THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU!”
I was so disgusted with this woman I walked out.
My wife and I never shopped at Walmart. We had tried shoping there a few times when the first one opened up near us in the mid 90’s, but we really didn’t care for the clutter, the cramped aisles, and the toothless people dragging their messy-bottomed babies all over the floors. But eventually one day I saw an advertised item (a cheap XBox 360) that tempted us to venture back inside. Could it really be as bad as we’d imagined all these years? Surely the place had been classed up somewhat in over 10 years.
We found the sales staff reasonably helpful, and the shoppers inside weren’t too much different from the people seen in Target or the mall. The store was out of the advertised game system, so we left, but we felt maybe the place wasn’t quite the circus we’d remembered, and considered driving to a different location that still had the machine in stock.
Then on our way out, we noticed a small group of gawkers crowding around something on the ground just outside the exit. A man in a trucker’s cap and a wife beater was passed out cold, face-down on the sidewalk (and I mean literally face-down, nose smashed perfectly into the concrete). There was an empty beer bottle not far from his hand, and a large, spreading puddle of some sort of liquid that he was laying in. The puddle didn’t really look like it had come from the bottle. Standing over him was a middle aged female Walmart employee, puffing on a cigarette, warning everyone to “get back, I can’t let’cha touch him”.
We went on our way, confident that the situation was in the most capable of hands.
Generally, I don’t see many crazy people at my local Walmart since we’re in an upper/middle class area.
A few weeks ago I noticed a very well dressed woman wearing designer clothes, hair all styled, looking like she’s about to head out to the country club. While doing my shopping, I noticed that every few items she would pick up, she would throw it on the ground really hard and dent the can/box whatever. The weirdest part was that she would put the damaged item in her cart after slamming it to the ground. Thinking this was rather peculiar, I followed her down a few more isles until she picked up a bottle of maple syrup. Again she slammed the bottle to the ground. Only this time, the bottle exploded sending the thick, sticky, maple syrup everywhere and pooling on the floor. She just walked away like nothing happened. I found the nearest employee (who looked totally shocked and dumbfounded when I told him what I’d seen) so he could clean up the mess. Later, while I was heading up to check out I noticed her at the check out arguing with the cashier about getting discounts on her “damaged items” with the syrup cleaning associate standing nearby talking with the manager.
I found out from a later visit that she had to play full price on every item AND for other items she had damaged throughout the store. When I see her around now I usually tell the employees of whatever store she’s in what her game is.
This evening I decided to stop and pick a few things up at the store on my way home from work. Unfortunately, the only store between my office and house is a Wal-Mart. I parked my car and I was getting out, I noticed A LOT of commotion from the car parked directly in front of me. I tried to play it off like I didn’t notice, but that was impossible. Literally, everyone in the parking lot stopped to witness the ordeal going on in front of me. There was a 30-something year old female screaming at the top of her lungs for some guy to “get up off me,” and/or “get out of my car.” Now said guy wasn’t “up on her,” or in her car. He was standing next to the driver side door, which was open, and repeatedly asked her to come back into the store so they could discuss things. (She was standing outside the passenger side of her car). I slowly walked to the front of the store where approximately 30 people were standing to watch this arguement. I found out from fellow spectators that the chick had stolen some item from Wal-Mart and the guy was apparently with the loss and prevention department. Next thing I know, this crazy lady starts running and screaming through the parking lot, and the guy is chasing after her. By this time, just about everyone has come out of the store and everyone in the parking lot is staring and hysterically laughing. Before you know it, this insane thief is trying to get into some random chick’s car. Naturally, the random chick starts freaking out and yelling at the thief. So now, not only is the Wal-Mart security guy screaming at this lady, so is a random woman who just wants to enter the store. This fiasco ended with the thief hightailing it across a VERY busy, major street. Cars start honking and slamming on the brakes, the security guy follows her across the street and finally tackles her in the grass. Right about the time the guy nailed the girl, the cops showed up. I have no idea what on earth this chick stole, but it was by far one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen at a Wal-Mart.