Saturday, July 28, 2012

Cold cuts and rooster heads

So there I was, against my better judgement mind you, in the belly of the beast, the 5th ring of  hell, otherwise known as Wal-mart.  I just had to have something that no one else in this one horse town I live in had...so I put on the big girl panties and sucked it up and went into the belly of the beast, you know, Wal-mart.

There I was walking innocently in the craft department when I smelled cold cuts. You know like salami or something. I was no where near the deli, so of course, I was puzzled. Well, I remained clueless for a brief period until I turned and saw/smelled,  this dude that really, really needed to be familiar with a bar of soap.

What he was doing in the craft department I was not sure, there was no one with him...and well, let's just say he looked like he just might have been registered with the state, if you know what I mean!

So I quickly got what I needed and dashed to the front to pay so I could escape without having to reach the 6th ring of hell. No, that was not to be. Behind me was this little kid maybe about five, no parents anywhere near him and he was looking around at stuff and his hair was...hmmmm how do I say this, he had a Mohawk and what hair he had was standing straight up and was wet, he looked just like a rooster.

That will teach my butt won't it.  The next time I think I need something for a craft project from Wal-mart, I will just lay down on the sofa and put a wet compress on my forehead, you know, just skip the whole ordeal of going to Wal-mart. Cut out the middle man!

I hope you are all having a better day than I am.....

7 comments:

  1. LOL! Evan just came back from a similar experience. Oh, my. blessings ~ tanna

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  2. This is why God invented online shopping. There is many a time I would pay a bit more not to have to venture in Wallyworld. Hope you don't need to return any time soon.

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  3. Last time I went to WalMart they had pretty much cut out their craft supplies which was quite upsetting. Years and years and years ago, it used to be the place to go to get so many unique and wonderful products for cross-stitching. I used to love shopping there, but not so much anymore. Have a good day! Tammy

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  4. I am with you I can not stand that store. It makes my stomach want to heave. I avoid it at all cost. Hugs to you,
    Meredith

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  5. Unfortunately its the only store in town of its kind. I avoid it most of the times but sometimes have to bite the bullet. A good chuckle was had with this and your previous post.

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  6. When I have to enter the ring...I go early in the morning, and I mean early... the alter world is still sleeping it off, and you see people who look like they are from this planet...I don't like to go either...like Gloria said..it's the only gig in town...Oh yes, lets do a CAL of the Pretty Petals....have you started yet? In a doily, ooh
    I'm likin that, I'll have to see what I have in the stasharoo.

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  7. Oh goodness, I came over from Faith's blog. This post made me giggle. We share the same feelings about Wal-Mart. What is it about that place? Last time I was in there, a child was screaming, you know the sound that rattles your eyeballs? I have migraines so I hurried myself away from that place. Thanks for the giggle!

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