Finally a Good Reason to Shop at Walmart

As I've said before, I am not a fan of Walmart. Until there's more development out in this area, though, I don't have much else of a choice for grocery shopping, so every time before I go there, I actually have to mentally prepare myself. If I don't, I fear I may just flip out and cause a scene because I hate just about everyone that shops there. There's always at least one person that does something that pisses me off, and holding back the rage makes my left eye twitch. It's not pleasant. At all. Hate the Walmart.

However, a couple days ago I was shown a very clever site that has given me a reason to actually want to go to. Instead of trying to distract myself from my surroundings while shopping in order to avoid noticing anything with potential to piss me off, I will actually be keeping an eye out so I can take a photo and submit it to People of Walmart. I won't just be grocery shopping, I'll be white-trash hunting too! Oh, the fun to be had.

Since first seeing the website, I've left it open in a tab to remind myself to blog about it. And, of course, I've been refreshing it every now and then to check for new updates. Tonight, however, the site is actually forwarding to an article on Time.com. Apparently they received so much traffic over the last few days that their site crashed, so I hope they are doing something to fix that soon. I actually have a trip to Walmart scheduled for tomorrow after class and will hopefully be returning home with at least one photo worthy of submission.

Update on Wednesday, September 2, 2009 at 7:13AM by Lynn

I went to Walmart yesterday as planned, but despite the place being packed, I didn't see a single person worth photographing. What a disappointment. Oh well, better luck next time, right?

'Less' Being the Operative Word

This morning I ran to Walmart to pick up a few things, and that almost always makes me hostile. I hate Walmart with a passion, but the closest grocery store is a total dump. The next closest grocery store is Walmart, or if I go the other direction, another Walmart. They are roughly both the same distance, but going to the one West of here, the speed limit is 45mph almost the whole way, and you're pretty much guaranteed to pass at least two cops. Heading to the one South of here, it's 55mph the whole way, and on the rare occasion that you do pass a cop, it's almost always from one of the neighboring towns and out of its jurisdiction. Obviously, I go to the Walmart that's South of here.

Aside from just being plane evil, part of the reason I hate going to Walmart is the customers. They all suck. All of them. I seriously can't shop at Walmart without having to restrain myself from the urge to kick people in their shins and punch them in their necks. Today however, I made it through the store and picked up everything I needed without any major irritations aside from the fact that my shopping cart refused to go any direction other than left. It was actually a pleasant shopping trip, and I may have even had a smile on my face for most of the time I was there. That all changed when I got to the registers, though.

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