Wal-mart: charmed
I know I’ve talked here before about how I loathe Wal-mart, because, really I loathe Wal-mart. This past Friday, though, I had a very few things to get at a grocery-type store, and Wal-mart is so close and on my way home, unlike everywhere else, so I decided to brave it.
First of all, I got right out of my building’s parking lot and across the street to Wal-mart’s parking lot. Usually I have to wait a little while to turn left onto the busy street, and usually on Friday it’s worse. I got a sweet parking spot right up front. I went in the side door to avoid the Boy Scouts selling overpriced popcorn.
At the front of the store, I wandered the produce area for a couple of minutes searching for bananas. I thought, I’ll go to the back and get my other stuff, and I’ll have an easier time finding the bananas when I return. I went further back into the store to get coffee and yogurt, and when I came back up front the bananas magically appeared, out of nowhere!
I didn’t have to wait in line to check out, and when I approached the register, the cashier was talking to another cashier, but the second cashier ended their conversation so that I could be helped. I kid you not. They have those bag carousels at the express lanes, where it’s really easy to leave one of your bags behind, so my cashier made sure I knew I had three bags and had them all with me when I left the store. I kid you not.
If every Wal-mart trip was like this, I might actually go there.
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