Double-wides and Late Night Shopping


So, [Char]( and I needed to do some last-minute stocking-stuffer shopping last night, and in what I figured was a bit of inspired wisdom we figured to beat the worst of the daytime crowds and hit the big-box beast at 1 AM.

Oh, man. What a _mistake_.

I think that the fact that Wal-Mart was busier than I've ever seen it, _at 1:00 in the morning_, is probably a sign of the end times. When I got there, the store was borderline unnavigable. The aisles were full to the brim with shoppers, many of whom were wider than their carts (no joke! I counted at least twenty women whose hind ends fit firmly into the "charged for two seats on planes until obesity was ruled to be a disability, and now are among the 'conveniently-parked' crowd" category in the checkout line alone, forget the woman who was walking through the toy section distorting spacetime and pressing the noisemaker button on a toy in her cart _over and over and over and over and over and over..._ again.

Madness has come to us.

Anyway, I got what I needed -- I think. And now I'm done shopping, lesson learned.




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