I think we should see other people. I wish I knew how to quit you for good, but every time I think of you, I convince myself that you can't really be as bad as I remember. You are just so convenient - staring at me every time I head to the soccer gym. I tell myself, "Only one trip." The I wouldn't have to go to Target OR Kroger...it will be convenient and cheap, right?
I mean, I LOVE Target...but in times of economic hardship, a girl must avoid places where everything shiny, sparkly, and pretty is shelved in the first 50feet of the store. I know I don't need any more Bunny ears, glow bracelets, sequin uncle sam hats, etc - yet, when I see them with a $1 pricetag on them, they just JUMP in my cart. And no - I don't need more makeup or swimsuits or scarves or hats or earrings...but they call to me when I walk past them, begging for a new home. Target is always responsible for an extra $5-50 dollars of impulse buys, depending on "how cute" I deem them. So to save money and avoid purchasing any more Red, White, and Blue sparklers...I decided to go to Wal Mart.
I pulled into the WM parking lot so hopeful, thinking, "Sweet parking spot right near the door!! Score! So much better than fighting with every Yuppie and Hyde Park mommy in town at the Kroger! Wonder why no one's here on a Monday at 6:15PM?" I walked in, grabbed my cart, went straight to my business in the grocery section (with no sparkly distractions) and...
BAM! IT HAPPENNED. You disappointed me to no end.
First, some idiot at your deli counter made me wait 15 minutes to serve me...while she slowly waited on the only customer ahead of me. (really? it takes how long to shave a half pound of turkey?) Then she took an additional 10min to get my turkey and cheese, asking me to repeat each bit of my order at least three times. (but she still managed to shave up some ham on accident because she couldn't tell the difference.)
Moment of the Day:Deli Girl: "Wait. Did you say Co Jack or Colby?" *as she holds the Co Jack over the blade, ready to cut*Me: "Colby"Deli Girl: *whispering to a coworker loud enough to be wearing a microphone* Which ones' Colby?"Lazy Boy Behind Counter: "Colby's the yellow round one...or something."
I don't mind high kids usually but only the smart, high ones. There is nothing worse than someone who is already dumb getting stoned and handling my deli needs.
And then, to add insult to injury, I ran into several of your "lovely," toothless patrons in a little traffic jam where you decided to shove just ONE MORE display pallet in the most inconvenient spot in the store. (corner intersection by milk, bread, and donuts) I felt so out of place in my J Crew/Banana Republic work outfit...
60 minutes later, I may have saved a few dollars but wasted 30 minutes of my life looking around for the NON WalMart generic version of cottage cheese and waiting in lines to be served by people who couldn't have looked like they hated me more.
And I don't even have a $1 sparkly trinket to show for it...
I am done for real this time.