What the Walmart?

Okay, seriously...I think that my dislike for Walmart grows with each passing day. I want to like it, I really do (promise) but they just make it so dang hard. Settle in for my story of the day...

So, I go to Walmart around 3pm to pick-up two prescriptions. My plan - In and out and back to work. Yeah right. I park my car and just from my car to the door was quite the adventure. First, you can't help but notice the strange man with a gray mullet walking so upright that it looks like it would be virtually impossible for him to bend at the waist. The kind of character that you feel like just may be up to no good. I know, judgemental but as he made he way through the door I wanted to remain just about 10 steps behind him for fear that he would be tossing a bomb at the nearest cash register at any moment.

And then, right as I am about to enter the store, a huge bus sat parked right in front of the door and the bus driver started to honk at me. I jump slightly and as I walked by the sliding door to his bus I looked up to see what the fuss was about. Apparently no fuss...he was just wanting to make googly eyes at me. I mean seriously, googly eyes from the bus in front of Walmart? Let's not even consider that I am donning not a spot of make-up and my hair is a frazzled mess. But whatever...don't even get me started on cat calling.

Okay, so then I make it back to the pharmacy. I give the girl behind the counter my name and date of birth. She moves so slow it looks as if someone has just sedated her with a tranquilizer gun. I can just tell, this girl loves her job. So, she tells me that there is only prescription under my name and there is nothing she can do to help me get the other one I have patiently waited for. I will need to step out of line and go to the "drop-off" counter. Oh my gosh. I had to have so much self talk to ensure that my blood pressure would not rise and cause an instant stroke.

I stepped out of line, went to the drop-off line...and readjusted my attitude. After all, it was not Les' fault that my prescription was not ready. So, I start over as kindly as I can. "I am missing one of my prescriptions, can you help with that? "Oh yeah, I remember you...we have not been able to get that one yet. Sorry." Okay, so when should I come back?" "Tomorrow." Oh dear good Lord above, just get me out of the store without trying to hunt down the man with the mullet and throw the bomb for him.

I begin to exit the store and then to top it all off, the lady in the bright red ROBE starts to mosey in front of me with seemingly nowhere to go. Just wandering in front of the exit of the store. Normal outfit and a robe. I really wanted to whisper, "ma'am, it's 3pm", but I refrained.

If only I can keep in mind that Walmart saves the average family $2500 per year.

On a side note, I have started my fast...no TV and no facebook or myspace until January 4th. Will keep you posted.