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Great fun.
First thing I noticed is how nobody knows what a "cart corral" is. Not many do at any given store, but here it's unique where one cart in the middle of the lot ends up being a makeshift corral, even if the official one is just a few more feet away. But the makeshift 'corral' (empty space just waiting for a windy blow to send the carts crashing into cars) was close to the main doors, so it's all good. :eyes:
Went in the first door and they replaced the arcade game from when I was last there 2 months ago. This one is a light-gun affair. All those family values at work, I suppose...
Going through the second door, and there were about 50 teenagers. :scared: Half my age and I was :scared: .
I later saw one in a wheelchair. I felt so much sorrow for the guy. A few seconds later, his girlfriend came by and I saw something that insinuated how he is confined to the chair in the first place: She started driving the chair around recklessly, much to his genuine joy. He also attempted to pop a wheelie (as much as one can on those things) and I was almost impressed.
Later on, looking for a neck massager (the damn tingling will never cease :cry: ) and two girls were having a field day in the prophylactics section. I'll admit I was hiding a huge smirk when seeing the huge "LOOK AT ME!" platform of KY brand sex jelly products, but these two were a hoot to listen to. Ribbed, Magnum, Mint flavor, my oh my! :wow: :rofl: Well, I hope they do have boyfriends because it'd be pretty sad if giggling over adult novelties was the extent of their social lives... Still, more family values at work this time. Or, rather, means to either make or prevent familes, depending on what your - eh - goal is...
One punkish brute, its girliefriend, and its 4 year old daugher were looking at TVs. Both looked younger-20s, but acted rather younger than that... (this was at 10:30PM). The daughter (surprisingly well behaved) should have been at home sleeping, but these two shaved apes felt more content to "go as a family" to drool over television sets. x( A few minutes later, it goes to the adjacent stereo systems and proceeds to test each and every one of them for bass definition, maximum volume, et cetera. And eminem was on every single one of them. :argh: I knew it was him because all the stereos were well about the daughter's reach. But I digress. I don't think even the folks having to use the lavatories couldn't have heard the wretched tacky din, sheesh!! It was an embarrassment to top all the others in no less than an attosecond.
While looking for replacement bedding (I did get a new foam matress topper and pillow, sorry!), one chick was checking me out - if not looking at me as if I was some sort of dirty pest unworthy of being there. (it's hard to tell the difference, actually, and in ways I wasn't keen ON being there but they're the only local store open...) Not my type, but whatever.
80 minutes after entering the place, I head to checkout counter. One person was there; a line of 9 people existed. After about 4 minutes, the cashier was asked if she wanted some help, and she couldn't have been more nonchalant about wanting an extra cashier. She ultimately decided, "Sure, what the heck." Don't tell me they get commissions at the checkoutcounter?!
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