Ah, you don't know what it takes out of me to visit Walmart, but, at times, there is no alternative - TINA! No luck with the picture frames, so I will search for suitable frames online. In the end, I will probably have the pictures professionally framed. At checkout there were several people ahead of me with just a few items, but the person preceding me had a full shopping cart. The man began a conversation about the Christmas trees which were already on display - in September!!! The Christmas season starts earlier each year. I thought perhaps since the man was friendly, he'd wave me, with my small number of items, ahead of him, but no luck. We continued our seemingly endless conversation about Christmas in September during the wait, and - Lo! - just before he was ready to unload his cart, the man waved me ahead of him. Thank you, sir! You had me in suspense for a spell, but, in the end, you did the right thing.
Out in the vast parking lot, I realized that I had gone in one door and come out another, and I had no idea where I'd parked my car. I clicked the lock and unlock buttons, and I could hear a faint beep, but I still had no clue. As I tried to stifle panic and gather my wits about me, I remembered that I had parked fairly close to the store, and I looked around and finally spotted what I thought was my car, and indeed it was.
What is it about Walmart? With me, I believe the aversion has reached nearly phobic proportions, although not quite full-blown, or I could not go to Walmart at all. Of course, it may come to that one day, and, if that happened, my life would lose all meaning.
