Gotcha wondering, huh?
Kyle had a youth activity last Saturday. He had to buy drinks and snacks on Friday night before the activity. He decided it would be fun to go together. We would get the snacks, drop them off, and then go out to dinner. Nothing big and grand, but it was time together. Sounded great to me. Well, off we went. To Walmart. Now most of you know, but for those that don't, I HATE Walmart. I can never find what I need. The isles are so cluttered that once you head down one you have to hope you can turn around, because there is no way that the cart is going to be able to fit all the way down the isle. Their customer service is horrible. They have their own way of doing things and it makes no since to me. Etc. etc. etc. Now to be fair, Kyle told me where we would be going to shop for the snacks ahead of time. He knows me well. I have to brace myself for the event. He says,"You get in a Walmart mood." Not a pretty thing.
We sent Savannah off to her babysitting appointment and left Hannah and Zachary to spend some quality time together before she leaves for school and off we went.
I was doing okay. It was a night out right? We got to Walmart. Still doing good. I take a deep breath and enter the store. Here goes nothing. Walmart is one busy place on Friday night. Seriously? We are shopping for the snacks. Why are the napkins not in the same isle with the other paper products like plates, cups, paper towels? Anyway. I was staying calm. We saw some friends, visited for a bit and continued looking of the sunblock that the wonderful Walmart people said would be somewhere it wasn't.
We gave up on the sunblock and decided to leave. Don't want to push me into my Walmart mood. I was doing well. We got the the check out area. Now I will say that most ever checkout isle was open otherwise I would have lost it then. However, everyone in the store must have been checking out at the same time we were. I think there was a beer sale. That was a popular isle. We stand in line for 20 minutes, smelling the wonderful Walmart aroma. (I think the stores stink) We found the sunblock in the check out isle and we loaded it and our food on the counter. Kyle hands the girl a tax exempt form, because we are buying for the church. She won't take it. For future reference for anyone that has to do this, you have to visit the Customer Service desk to get a special card to use at check out. This is my favorite part.... She says, "you see Walmart has it's own way of doing this. We have our own system." Kyle looking at me says," I'm not standing in this line again. We will just pay the tax." I breathe a sigh of relief. I can feel my blood boiling and I am ready to get out of here and eat.
We load our carts back with the purchased snacks and drinks and head out to his truck. We parked in the second spot in the parking lot a couple of rows over. There is a patch of grass with a light post in front of the truck. We have someone waiting for our spot as we load the back of the truck with the items. We get rid of the carts and hop in the truck. Kyle starts the truck and what do the light shine on?
A woman with her pants down peeing in the grass!
I can now say I have seen it all at Walmart. Can't figure it out really. Everyone in the store was either in the beer isle or checking out. I am sure the bathrooms were empty. Maybe she was like us and stood in line for 20 minutes to check out and she didn't want to leave her purchases out while she made the bathroom visit. Go to the car and unload and then go back in, is what I would do. Confusion? and Hysterical laughter, ensued. We dropped our things off and headed to taco bell because after our adventure that was the only thing left open. I had good company though. It was nice to spend time with Kyle and have an unforgettable experience with him at Walmart
