Kmart Stores

As with any K-​Mart prices are not competitive but if you want an alternative to other stores this may be for you.
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C. Trashington attempted to go into the automatic door at Kmart, stolen credit cards in hand and glass shards from the broken car windows still on her sleeve. The door was busted, which she should have remembered that from her last visit but she wasn’t an intelligent woman, as her daddy had reminded her daily growing up. She pushed the regular door open, breathing heavily from the exertion; the years of cigarettes and crack smoke had wreaked havoc on her lungs. She had to hurry, there was only so much time before the credit cards would be shut down and D. Trashington would surely deliver a sharp backhand if she fucked this up. He was waiting outside in their rusted 1986 Nova. The smell of cheap plastic merchandise displayed on the shelves of the Kmart was nostalgic of other heists. She stopped to pick up baking soda before making a beeline for the electronic section. C. would need the soda for the crack they would buy later; after the stolen credit cards bought as many electronics as their limits would allow. C. looked at the credit cards in her hand. She picked the shiniest one, the one that would probably buy the most, the one that was so different from the EBT card in her own wallet. She picked up a game system and brought it to the counter. $ 200.17 please ma’am. She handed over the card, knowing that the teller was too stupid and untrained to check for ID. Sure enough he ran the card and it went through. «Oh! I forgot. I need to buy a new tv.» She gave the cashier a closed-​lipped smile, knowing that her missing teeth may be off putting, or worse, incriminating if the police ever bothered to investigate the theft. She knew from experience that she wouldn’t get caught. The cops would write a report for the victims to give to their insurance companies and she would be off the hook. The dumb ass teller replied, «OK ma’am I’ll unlock the case for you.» The $ 800.00 purchase went right through. Jackpot! «Cashier, I’m going to need 2 more of those tvs.» She wondered how far she could push her luck. It turned out that 2 more tvs went over the limit of the shiny card. The dim-​witted cashier actually apologized when the card wouldn’t work. It didn’t matter. She took her purchases out to the car where D. Trashington was waiting. Her heart burst with the pride of a hard days work.

I grew up with Kmart… there was no such thing as Walmart where I lived. However, today Kmarts are a very unusual thing to come by. This Kmart is as ghetto as it gets even though it is right across from the Greene. The staff is super friendly and they always have the hard to find limited edition make up collections from Revlon, Loreal, Maybelline, and other companies. I come here often just for this and I always find what I’m looking for.