Low Prices, Bad Hairdos & Slurpees
Suffering from insomnia, I recently made a visit to one of the few places around here that is open 24 hours:
Later that day I dropped in on our new Best Buy. Pretty store. Shitty selection. And the worst part of all: New employees. They're the worst. So goddamn upbeat and faux helpful (no wonder they didn't hire me). No, "Debbie" I don't need any help, but thanks for asking...no, I'm not interested in learning how I can rent movies online...uh, no I'm not looking for a DVD/CD rack...yes, I've seen the circular. Shouldn't you be unpacking some Nelly and/or Usher CDs or something?
My next stop was the post office, where I encountered this wet blanket. She was one of those job inspector-types (thus the fear-inducing clipboard-o-doom!). I normally would have revered her bitchiness, but she had way too much to say for a fuckin' pencilmonkey. I've been going to this post office for years and everyone that works there is as nice as can be (except that one new woman who's a total package Nazi) and knows their shit. However, on this day Chubby Checker here (AKA Mrs. D.J. Conner), had to question every little thing the clerk was doing and/or comment on how it COULD have been done or how she's seen it done before in the past and/or how Nostradamus predicted it would be done, etc. Jesus Christ, beat it already, Tupperware!
While pulling out of the post office parking lot (15 "suggestions/observations" later), I noticed that I was running low on gas. I went to the nearby Shamrock station and here's what I paid for ONE tank of gas. I hadn't even filled up the second tank yet! Goddamn! I could have done so many more things with that money. Geez
For example...
Onto 7-11, where I purchased a delicious cherry Slurpee (I am a Slurpee FIEND!) and 2 Monterey Chicken Taquitos (can you say Heaven?). I always like 7-11 because it's one of the few things that never seems to change. It's a pop culture staple.
And last, but certainly not least, the last 4 pictures: (from left to right) [1] I saw these so-called "American Hero" dolls at the gas station. I couldn't resist taking a picture of them. Living in Texas, naturally the John Kerry dolls just happened to be pushed to the back. Lol! And as far as the the display saying that the dolls "sing and dance," how apropos. We've been seeing that ever since "Operation Iraqi Freedom" began. [2] I would never make a good photojournalist, because I am not always at the ready with my damn camera, when I wish I was! Totally had an opportunity to get a picture of this guy's face (so cute), but missed it because I had to fumble with the camera. This was the best I could do. [3] I love this gnarly old tree outside the post office. Had to take a picture of it. [4] It rained today, so I took a picture of it, from my backyard. As you can see, fall hasn't arrived just yet, dammit!
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4 Comments:
Ooh! Ooh! I have a Best Buy rant! My husband and I were there a few weeks ago to return a clock radio. While my husband was over at the returns area, I was perusing the smaller plasma televisions...I'm thinking of putting one in my home office so I can watch Fox News all day long. Anyhoo...I noticed that the salesboys were helping all of the guys in the area, but not me. No one asked me if I needed help (I would have said, "No" but still)...nothing. As soon as my husband came up to my side we were swarmed. Hmmph. Won't be buying a TV from them anytime soon.
CL, since I haven't begun watching NASCAR yet, I like to think we're psychically linked.
KG, that is complete and total bullshit, but then that's what I've come to expect from Walmart. They are my absolute last resort to shop at. Unfortunately people like my parents who live in small town (and whom are incidentally getting a new MONDO Walmart built there...ech!) have no other choice and therefore think they are great. And you'd swear Walmart was some kinda fuckin' religion, here in Texas. People love that shit! Ugh, don't get me started.
Unfortunately, I too agree that Walmart will outlive all of us. I'll be bitching more about them in future blogs, I'm sure.
Stacy, I can't tell you how many people have told me similar stories. i.e. My friend Derik was shopping around to buy a new TV, so he went to Best Buy. They completely ignored him, though he made several efforts to solicit help. Since every COUPLE seemed to be getting sales attention, we concluded it was because he was there alone. Well, he left those fuckers high and dry and went and spent his $1000 somewhere else. You shouldn't have to fuckin' BEG someone to sell something to you.
Personally, I prefer it when they don't help me, because half the time the people who work at those kind of places are total and utter morons. I can usually find what I am looking for on my own. Thank God I didn't get my father's gene that compels me to befriend every fuckin' salesperson within a 5 mile radius. I can't tell you how many times he's come home with shit that he was suckered into buying, spending an astronomical amount on, with features he will never use (and hasn't) in a million years. Aiiigh!
I don't blame you for not buying from them. Fuck that mentality!
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