I worked at Walmart for 8 years and I wish I had taken pics of all the crazy things that I saw. There was one night when (and I kid you not) a woman had a “little poo accident” in ladies wear, and she decided to use a few dozen shirts off the rack for a wipe. She must have taken one of those meds, you know the ones with “explosive diarrhea” as a side effect, it was bad. I am sure those shirts were claimed as a store loss, but I would have loved to see the claims people when they saw the REASON. They always thought WE were full of [email protected]#$it, and well someone was, it just wasn’t us.
The other day, one of my friends overheard a great conversation while in Wal-Mart.
14 year old pregnant girl : Mom, is it safe to drink while you are pregnant?
Mother of 14 yr old pregnant girl: Yeah, I drank while I was pregnant with you and you turned out great!
While Christmas shopping at Walmart, my wife and I were standing in line waiting to check out. There was a HUGE woman in front of us but we were not packed too tight where we had to be that close to her. Since there were so few cashiers on duty, we eventually became packed in line forcing us closer to the woman in front of us. All of a sudden, we both got a whiff of what I can only describe as “butt-stink” as time passed, we were forced closer and closer to this woman. We eventually got to the point that there was no way out. She smelled so bad that my wife actually began to dry heave. There was no way we could change lines due to the heavy traffic. I tried my best to cover my nose but that failed. I thought about breathing through my mouth but that made me want to puke as I didn’t want to taste that smell. My wife had to leave the line and waited for me by the door. After she paid for her items and started to leave, I told her that she smelled so nasty that people were actually feeling sick. I have never said anything like that before but I thought it was my civic duty to tell her to clean her ass. All she said to me was, “My husband doesn’t mind how I smell.”
Over the summer, my mom was waiting in line to return something at the customer service desk. There was some crazy lady arguing with the cashier because she wanted to return a potted houseplant. The clerk wouldn’t return the plant because she didn’t have a receipt, there were no tags or anything on the plant, and this woman was obviously nuts and trying to scam them. My mom stood there for over 10 minutes while they argued back and forth about the plant. My mom was getting tired so she moved up towards the counter just to put her bag down. Crazy lady spun around and screamed in my mom’s face, “Hey lady!! You can’t cut in front of me!” My mom, full blooded Italian who takes NO shit, screamed back, “Yeah, well I JUST DID, so what are you gonna do about it? And furthermore, who the HELL returns a houseplant anyway???” Crazy lady got offended by this and spun back around the other way… when she did, she accidentally knocked the plant onto the floor where the pot broke and all the dirt went flying everywhere. My mom laughed out loud at what happened, and Crazy lady got really mad and stormed out of the store.