You simply cannot make up the stuff you see and hear at Wal-Mart. When I am feeling down and need a quick pick me up, I head over to the White Settlement Wal-Mart. Everything about my life feels good afterwards. BTW, that is a Texas flag in the store and not a Confederate flag in case some of my Yankee friends were wondering. So yes, this woman was (way) older than me and was a walking piece of tattoo art. Hmmmm...first pick me up. Then I stood in line for a money order because believe it or not, there are institutions that only want a money order - no check. no cash. no debit card. no credit card. For this you must stand in line at Wal-Mart, like the lady in front of me who waited (this is no exageration) about 20 minutes, with her teenage son who was WAY MORE PATIENT than mine ever could have been, to get her 20 cent coupon (no lie) refunded because the check out person had forgotten it and there was "no way she was getting ripped off by Wal-Mart". Is 20 minutes in the Wal-Mart service desk line really worth 20 cents? I would have given her 50 cents for the show...maybe even a dollar.And while I am thinking about all the garden spots I have been to lately, and overheard conversations: there is the Sonic incident (ice cream for Lili and unsweetened tea for me!) - where the very large man very loudly ordered the buy one get one free Hamburgers with "absolutely no vegetable matter on them. No pickles, no lettuce, no tomatoe - do not even put Ketchup on it either because it is vegetable matter. Mayonaisse instead....Got it?" JAMIE OLIVER WHERE ARE YOU?
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