Wal-Mart
On June 8, 2000, I got a digital camera (the original Mavica) from Staples in Staunton, Virginia. The following day, with the intention of learning the camera, I decided to take it with me on a trip to Wal-Mart with my mother and sister. We all came in as a group, went with Mom to the Service Desk, and then Sis and I went off to get her junk food (she was having a movie day on Saturday), and then met back up with Mom later. We then all went to electronics, the personal care section (Health/Beauty), and then through the checkout. All in all, not a bad time.
After a quick stop at the service desk for Mom to return some shirts (too big), while Mom went out to get shirts, Sis and I went to get her movie food.
“I’m sure they’ll like some Doritos!”
“Fritos or no Fritos? I’ll have to come back to it.”
“I think a little caffeine will make my friends happy…”
“Ah, heck. Let’s get the Fritos!”
And this is what happens when you don’t maintain your arch of Styrofoam containers. I was at Wal-Mart a few weeks prior, and this arch was as it should be. I have always thought about how funny it would be to see this arch collapse…
“Hmmm…” I say. “Bug remover washer fluid. I wonder how well this stuff works…”
“Hey, Ben, have you seen this movie? It’s good.”
“Green soap or blue soap? Decisions, decisions, decisions…”
“We certainly do have a lot of stuff!”
“Am I healthy or am I healthy?”
“Yep… I’m healthy!”
“Do we have less than 20 items?”
“That couldn’t be!”
“Ben, why are they talking about you in here?”
“You’d think we love junk food by the looks of our purchases today!”
“Well, that’s why the thing wouldn’t take the dollar! That can’s leaking in the dollar feeder!”
“Well, then… coins it is!”
“All right… you hold the cart, and I’ll load the car!”
“Ben, you’re in the way.”
“Returned the cart, and so home we go!”