I used to go once a week, typically on Tuesdays, but then the bridge connecting our little burg to the next was demolished. It was about the age of Moses and needed repairs, but it was the quickest way to get over the river for me to visit my store o' choice.
Sure, there are other Marts. Even other Marts of Wal for my shopping endeavors, but I always wanted to go to that ONE.
Yesterday, I decided to go the long route and get to that one anyway. I had a very special coupon - I heard that the Mart had that particular item for super cheap and I had 2, count 'em, TWO $3 off coupons. I've looked for this item at other stores and have not seen it, so I thought, "Well, self, you heard the Mart had this item. You have the coupons AND your son needs socks and shit, so one stop shopping it is!"
Not so fast, Kemosabe.
That place was a nightmare.
There were ZERO JennieO turkey breasts (my coupons!) and most everything else was out of stock, overpriced or the selection was just pitiful. I like CHOICES, kittens.
When I go to a store and there's one of something, I get Hulk type angry. I might buy it if I'm super desperate and the price is right, but I like to see a variety of examples of crap I'm looking for before I select something.
That's a slap in the face to me. It's like the store saying, "Here, you have to buy this one!"
Nosiree. This is America. I like to have a choice on things. KWIM?
My shopping trip was pretty sad.
One of my goals was to find a few items I could put in layaway for Christmas - mainly for Sissy since Buddy will most likely get cash from ol' Santa. I did score on the Christmas items for Sis.
There was almost no line for the layaway section, either. One person finishing up and one older guy grousing about the price of something, then mentioning "Amazon has it cheaper, I might go that route."
Then go that route, fucker! Stop wasting everyone's time here at the layaway section of the Mart!
Ugh! People! LOL.
Have a great Thursday, hooligans and I'll see ya on the flip side.