General Rant.

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haley s

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You know what I hate? Stupid pointless meaningless conversations with people you see, that you barely know, while you're trying to do something productive.

It always happens when you're in a slight hurry too.

You run to Wal-Mart on a Friday night because they have cheap beer, and while you're carrying 3 cases up to the front, someone you once saw in High School bumps into you and starts spilling thier life story. Do you care? No. Do they care? No. But there you sit, cardboard handles cutting off circulation to your fingers. Blabbing about how it's been forever since you last saw someone you never had a real conversation with anyways.

Then 3 minutes later, after having said absolutely nothing, you're on your way to the checkout again.
You get in line, and there's 3 people with 2 carts each, in the only lane open in a store with 30 fucking checkout lanes. If you're only ever going to have 3 lanes open at any given time, then don't mother fucking install 30 of the damn things.

And what's the fucking point of installing the self-checkout lanes if they get closed down... isn't the entire fucking point to make it automated?

But no, the self-checkouts are closed, you're behind 8 carts, and then a lane opens up next to you, and what happens? That dolt with 3 carts that was just walking down the aisle, slides into it, and your fucked anyways. And the four ankle biters with her just crawl around the carts like it's a fucking jungle gym.

So now you're standing there with beer that you're not going to drink in a line that's impossibly long, thinking about a conversation you just had with some random idiot, and then it hits you: You have to pee. In your drunkenness and hurry to get back to the small gathering of friends, you forgot that you had broken the seal about 47 minutes before, leaving your bladder to fill itself to capacity every 5 minutes, which means you're now 23 minutes overfilled.

You start doing the drunken pee dance, which is alot like the regular pee dance, only off rhythm and filled with an alcoholic aroma.

Then you get bored with typing and realize that none of it matters anyways.
 
I'm surprised no one has replied to this yet. :eek:

I hate going to the store, especially Wal Mart--I avoid the place at all costs. If I can put it off long enough I'll go to Giant Eagle (supermarket) or CVS around 3 or 4 in the morning, when I know they won't be crowded. :thumbsup:
 
i have to admit i hate it when theres only one checkout open with a huge queue, makes you think somewhere the manager's watching you on security camera and laughing their ass off.
in the UK wal-mart appears in the form of asda, and they're just as bad. whats worse is that when my friend applied for a saturday job there, seeing that they were obv. in need of people, they turned him down!
 
Yeah, going to the store is one of the worst things known to man, Especially something like Wal-Mart and K-Mart. The places have fucking puddles everywhere of people spilling and their little kids throwing up, and there's no customer service there because everyone is in the back smoking pot and shooting heroine. That's why there's only 1 freakin lane open, the self-check out line is close because they all broke and the only guy that can fix it is out for the day with a "bad fever" (also known as sitting on his ass because he doesn't wanna spend a god damn minute fixing anything anymore).
 
Ahhhh, yes FUCKING WALMART my least favorite place in the fucking world to be. As if, the other stores in San Diego didn't have the fucking problem of a million fucking check stands with only one open (VONS), walmart pisses me off the fucking most. My friend calls it illegal mart, since we're in Diego, an everyone seems to like jumping fences out there. I hate it when you get there, and there are a million fucking soliciters in the parking lot right when you get out of the car they want to sell you something. Then after you tell them to fuck themselves, you run into some stupid ass lady at the door for some company you don't give a shit about, after just passing the boy scouts, the sea cadets, and whoever the fuck wants to bother your ass on the way in.

Then when you finally do get inside, the whole place is fucking packed from deck to ceiling with Pablo and his nine generations of fucking kids and family. Who don't watch their little brats tear around the goddamn store knocking things over, puking in the aisle, playing obnoxious games and end up running into you or your cart, while knocking items off the shelf. And, when you call the service rep to take care of the situation? She just stands there and fucking stares at you with a big fucking smiles on her face. LOOK BITCH, are you going to do something about this little brat and his dumbass parents? Ohhhh, no of course not because your older then the cup of Christ. Useless sack of shit. And, when you finally get all your stuff and push your cart past the FUCKING MCDONALD'S which is packed to the hilt with fucking kids that would generally justify pedophiles, throwing all their toys and shit.

You just want to get out of there as quickly as possible, but LOOK AND BEHOLD all the fucking self checkouts are somehow "broken", and out of 50 mother fucking checkstands, that's right FUCKING FIFTY!! 10 of them are open, and they are all packed with 9 carts of Jose and his nine generations of family with every cart like stuffed with 1,000 dollars of fucking SHIT. So, you wait, and you wait, and you wait some more because the lady in the lane your at doesn't seem to know what the fuck SPEED IS!! Just chats, and blabbs all day long, while the customer in front of you doesn't know why his card is declined, then he whipps out the good ol' check book, FUCKING CHECKS. They take forever, and seem to be a science for these dumb ass check out clerks who barely speak English in the fucking first place. As, if the person in front of the person your waiting on was bad enough writing a FUCKING CHECK for something that costs a little more then a fucking DOLLAR.

Then when you finally make it up there, and the ancient one is slowly scanning your stuff, you ask for a pack of cigarettes because you realize your on your last half pack, easy right? FUCK NO. The fucking bitch tells you that they only sell cigarettes at the middle fucking check stand, number 20 I think and of course it's closed. So, you argue with her dumb ass about how she can just go over there and get me a fucking pack of Marlboroughs, so what does she do, fucking turn on the stupid blinking light for the manager. Oh, yeah like that's going to help it's just going to delay me you stupid fucking cum guzzling twat. SO, here comes Mr. Pissed off because you got him off his fucking fat ass in his little office with an attitude. O.K., listen here wide load I just want a fucking pack of cigarettes why to you have to call the fucking pentagon for them? We only sell cigarettes at the middle check stand, blah blah blah. SHUT THE FUCK UP, it's closed so why don't you waddle your penguin ass over there and get them for me, so these people behind me can stop yelling and pointing at me in Spanish.

SO, after I tell him to fuck himself and a whole bunch of argueing later he gets me the pack and tells me not to come back to this store, WITH FUCKING PLEASURE. Then you go out, get harassed by everyone that like to solicit at the exit door, and then again in the parking lot before you can load your shit in your car. FUCK WALMART!! HOLY SHIT!! :mad: :mfinger: :sword: Anyway, had to get that out of my system, never shopped there again, fuckers.
 
Walmart is insane. The store is always dirty and cluttered. The people that work the floors run from you to avoid answering questions or they tell you they'll be right back and never show. They have 50 people on the floor doing basicly nothing while a small handful are proud enough to pull everyone elses weight. And as you pointed out, There are a million checkout lines and 2 or 3 are only open at any given time and its always some very slow working old lady who has to shut the line down to change the detail tape.

My Advice, Go to Target. they have basicly the same stuff for a few pennys more. The people are friendlier, the store is always neat and "faced" and the checkout people get their people through much faster.

Plus, Blue sucks!
 
It really pisses me off when you go in there to buy something and there is this old guy who thinks you are going to run away with what you already paid for. Also when there are kids out in the parking lot throwing a football, it's not a football field and then you see some really fucked up people which makes you want to get out of there even faster. I live in a small town and the only large retail store there is Wal-Mart so if I wanted to get something like a game or movie I have to go there.

I also hate it at my High school too. I go in the junk food lane everday since the line isn't as long as the other ones, but still it takes forever to get food since there are like 40 people in the two lines and there is only one person collecting the money and people just walk up and cut in line and some just walk up and take something and walk away. Then day after day you have to hear on the announcements about how stealing is not tolerated, when they should know that it won't stop.
 
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