So yesterday must've been Idiot Day in the Wal-Mart parking lot. I saw several of 'em.
Once I got into town from work, (I work 40 miles away from home) I stopped off at Wal-Mart to pick up a couple things I needed. As I pulled in, I saw a police officer taking a young teenaged girl in handcuffs to the car. So that was idiot number one, getting punishment for being an idiot.
I find a nice close parking spot so I don't have to waddle too far. (I'm 38 weeks pregnant.) Right in the spot in front of me, (if I pulled on through to the spot in the next aisle) there is an up-close spot, but there was a shopping cart right in the middle of the spot. A guy about my age (mid-20's) noses his pickup truck to stake his claim on the spot. Then he jumps out, yapping on his cell phone. I have my window open, so I can hear him yapping about lazy people to the person on the other line. He then flings the cart, as hard as he can, to the lane of traffic that is in front of the store, forcing a lady to screech to a halt. He realizes what he's done, and goes to fetch the cart. But her passenger has already gotten out, grabbed the cart, and moved it off to the side out of everyone's way.
"Don't worry about it!" she snapped at him before jumping back in her truck and they took off.
"Man what a bitch!" the kid remarked. Okay, WHO was the asshat who flung the cart, nearly making them hit it???
Anyways. Next. I open my door, and go to swing a leg out. It takes me a minute to pull myself up and out of my low-lying car, and as I step aside to check my purse to make sure my keys are there, an old couple in a pickup FLY into the spot next to mine, nearly hitting my open car door. I fling it shut just in time. Of course, I realize, my keys are still in the ignition of my car. The old people just sit in their truck, not moving or anything, watching me try all the doors and even the hatch of my station wagon. They watch me curse and whip out my cell phone to call Husband to bring up his spare key. They watch me sit there angrily, because my car is running so I'm not comfortable with leaving it there to run and grab the stuff I came for. They watch my sister-in-law pull up, she'd been at my apartment, and she brought my spare. They watch me get inside, turn off my car, get my keys, then go into the store with my SIL.
I come out fifteen minutes later. THEY'RE STILL SITTING THERE. Yeah, whatever was SO important that they just HAD to whip into that spot nearly taking out my car door, I do not know.
So later that night, I return to pick up something I forgot. I'm trying to find a close spot again, because after doing housework all evening, my back is KILLING ME. Towards the end of an aisle, I see this redheaded kid. He sees me. He makes EYE CONTACT with me. He sees me turn to the aisle next to his car. Still, with his back turned to me (thank GOD!) he starts to PEE in the parking lot. Now, the lot isn't exactly empty. It is 11:30 at night, but there are still a LOT of people coming in and out of the store. I ended up in line behind this kid. He didn't smell like liquor or slur his words or look drunk, he looked perfectly lucid, purchasing his cigarettes. I very nearly told him "You know, they have bathrooms at the front of the store here, and they're quite nice...you didn't have to water the parking lot..." But I didn't. Oh well.
But yeah. That was my experiences with dumbness yesterday at Wal-Mart. Joy to me.
Once I got into town from work, (I work 40 miles away from home) I stopped off at Wal-Mart to pick up a couple things I needed. As I pulled in, I saw a police officer taking a young teenaged girl in handcuffs to the car. So that was idiot number one, getting punishment for being an idiot.
I find a nice close parking spot so I don't have to waddle too far. (I'm 38 weeks pregnant.) Right in the spot in front of me, (if I pulled on through to the spot in the next aisle) there is an up-close spot, but there was a shopping cart right in the middle of the spot. A guy about my age (mid-20's) noses his pickup truck to stake his claim on the spot. Then he jumps out, yapping on his cell phone. I have my window open, so I can hear him yapping about lazy people to the person on the other line. He then flings the cart, as hard as he can, to the lane of traffic that is in front of the store, forcing a lady to screech to a halt. He realizes what he's done, and goes to fetch the cart. But her passenger has already gotten out, grabbed the cart, and moved it off to the side out of everyone's way.
"Don't worry about it!" she snapped at him before jumping back in her truck and they took off.
"Man what a bitch!" the kid remarked. Okay, WHO was the asshat who flung the cart, nearly making them hit it???
Anyways. Next. I open my door, and go to swing a leg out. It takes me a minute to pull myself up and out of my low-lying car, and as I step aside to check my purse to make sure my keys are there, an old couple in a pickup FLY into the spot next to mine, nearly hitting my open car door. I fling it shut just in time. Of course, I realize, my keys are still in the ignition of my car. The old people just sit in their truck, not moving or anything, watching me try all the doors and even the hatch of my station wagon. They watch me curse and whip out my cell phone to call Husband to bring up his spare key. They watch me sit there angrily, because my car is running so I'm not comfortable with leaving it there to run and grab the stuff I came for. They watch my sister-in-law pull up, she'd been at my apartment, and she brought my spare. They watch me get inside, turn off my car, get my keys, then go into the store with my SIL.
I come out fifteen minutes later. THEY'RE STILL SITTING THERE. Yeah, whatever was SO important that they just HAD to whip into that spot nearly taking out my car door, I do not know.
So later that night, I return to pick up something I forgot. I'm trying to find a close spot again, because after doing housework all evening, my back is KILLING ME. Towards the end of an aisle, I see this redheaded kid. He sees me. He makes EYE CONTACT with me. He sees me turn to the aisle next to his car. Still, with his back turned to me (thank GOD!) he starts to PEE in the parking lot. Now, the lot isn't exactly empty. It is 11:30 at night, but there are still a LOT of people coming in and out of the store. I ended up in line behind this kid. He didn't smell like liquor or slur his words or look drunk, he looked perfectly lucid, purchasing his cigarettes. I very nearly told him "You know, they have bathrooms at the front of the store here, and they're quite nice...you didn't have to water the parking lot..." But I didn't. Oh well.
But yeah. That was my experiences with dumbness yesterday at Wal-Mart. Joy to me.



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