My family and I were finishing up our trip to Wally World and had circled through the medical supplies aisle. There was a middle-aged couple walking down the same aisle and they paused. The female, missing several teeth and sporting a wicked smokers rasp, pulled her arm out of her long-sleeved shirt and placed it into the blood pressure cuff. This maneuver clued the casual observer in to the fact that she was not wearing an undershirt or a bra. The result was an exposed pancake-shaped boob while the machine calculated what I had instantly diagnosed: high blood pressure.
The lady got up and asked my wife what she was looking for. My wife told her prenatal vitamins and the lady pointed them out for us. She told us she still takes them and she loves the taste of them with a laugh that ended in a wheezing hack.
I apologize for not being able to snap a picture.
I work at the local Walmart as a cashier. Usually things are pretty calm, except for one Saturday morning. I was checking customers out when I heard the woman in the lane behind me begin to complain loudly. Apparently, she had picked up a CD player that she believed was $26.99, but it was ringing up for about $40.00. The cashier said she could have the electronics department do a price check, and, after she did, she informed the customer that the CD player was in fact $40.00, and that they were out of the $26.99 CD players that were advertised nearby but on a different shelf. The woman didn’t complain about false advertising or insist that she got the item for the price she wanted. Instead, she went into a full attack on the guy in electronics, saying that he was “no good white trash” and that he didn’t want her to have the cheap CD player because she was black. This continued for a good ten minutes while all of my customers (of mixed races) stared on in disbelief.
All I can say is that I’m sure the guy in electronics was really confused as to why his ears were ringing so much.
As I was walking into Walmart, there was a relatively normal looking group standing just outside the front doors, at the red “don’t drive into Walmart” poles. there were three normal looking adults, one child, about ten years old. The child started to run into the parking lot driving lane. The mother proceeds to shout, “If you don’t stop running out in the parking lot I’m gonna push you in front of a car.”
That’ll teach him.
I had been a CSM for about a year. We weren’t really busy that night so a bunch of us were standing at the service desk talking. A customer was returning a box of stuffing (the white fluff used to stuff pillows or teddy bears). She didn’t have her receipt so we used her ID and put the money on a gift card. No problems and she left. After a couple minutes, the box she returned started moving on its own and there were scratching noises coming from the inside. I’m thinking there is a mouse or a rat inside. We got a big clear trash bag and carefully emptied the contents of the box into this trash bag. We stare at the trash bag and notice something big moving. So, now I’m thinking…RAT! No, it was a white ferret. At some point before she brought this box to return it, her white pet ferret climbed into the box of white stuffing. Since we had used her ID, we called the local police station and gave them her drivers license number and they called her and she came and picked him up. But we had fun playing with him until she got there!