Some people seem to be under the impression that I’m out here leading some crazy partying life style. When really? Not the case at all. Like what happened to me today.
Living in the mountains I don’t make it to Walmart to stock up very often. Okay one of the reasons is I can’t stand the people who dwell at Walmart. You know who they are. It always looks like the circus is in town in there.
I had a list of a bunch of stuff I needed and didn’t want to go to a bunch of different stores in 101 degree heat yesterday so Walmart it was. My shopping was actually going on splendidly when it happened. Oh shit. That was not a fart. Yes, I had pooped myself in Walmart. Sigh, looks like these are my people now.
I shoved my cart to the side and made my way to the nearest bathroom quickly. I actually wasn’t even in there very long, yet when I came out my cart was gone. Who knew Walmart was so efficient? I went to customer service and they asked me what was in my cart. With a straight face I managed to say
“It was chock full of cat food and tampons”
Because yes, apparently I’m the crazy cat lady.
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dear amberzombie, just for shits and giggles i’m replying to your latest post. for your info not all of us who shop at walmart are frikkin loney toons we just look that way we really are respectable people. also fyi the depends are against the south wall just about where the tampons & feminine knapkins are at, depends now come in colors & i think that there in process of making depends thongs for you younger whipper snappers.
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