Walmart Supercenter

WalMart, it seems, has become a necessary evil. Yeah, it’s nice to get groceries, motor oil, shower curtains and DVDs all in one place but… sigh…this location is just a little crazy.
You may lose a limb or life in the parking lot. Be sure to look both ways… now again… now again… now dash!
Once inside… oh boy. Come in with a list and stick to that list. Don’t look around. Just shop.
Better yet, have someone else do your shopping for you.

…it has just about everything you need.

I get that Wal-​Mart is a necessary evil. Everyone in the country is stretching dollars these days and places like Wal-​Mart allow those few dollars to go further. In towns like Corydon, Wal-​Mart means more meals on the table.
But, the price of cheap groceries and cheaper sweatpants is a high one.
I have tried to come out of this one with all nerves intact and fail every time.
I can handle the football field sized building that requires good walking shoes and a coach on a bicycle.
I can handle the teenage and elderly staff.
I can even handle the fact that these guys will likely be single handedly responsible for the demise of independent small businesses in the area.
What I can not stand are the other shoppers.
Please make your barefoot, filthy spawn wait in the car.
Please move your fat ass out of the middle of the soda aisle.
Please stop yelling at your wife (or daughter) in public (or private, for that matter).
And, for the love of all that is holy and pure, please DO NOT wear spandex.