Just in case ya' all were wondering if there is such a thing as Hell on Earth, let me tell you there is. And it is a big box store just across the street from where I work on Thursday mornings. It starts with Wal- and the second word rhymes with Fart. Why oh why don't we have any Targets close by????? The closest Target is either 15 minute drive to the South or a 15 minute drive to the Northeast. What's up with that??? It's great for my hubby because I save our family lots and lots and lots of money by not frequenting Target often. It's been 3+ years since I have lived here and I still can't get used to shopping at the big giant fart. It drives me absolutely nuts. I think the cute little smiling greeters that stand at the doorway and give you a dirty cart should also hand out lexapro . . . or valium . . . or other such drugs to make the shopping experience a little more pleasant. How long will it take me to truly appreciate whatever it is that everyone else appreciates about this store????
Thursday, December 6, 2007
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A little bit of my innocence dies whenever I sell my soul to Walmart devils. Longlive the Target.
Remember how earlier this week I nicknamed Walmart the Den of Hell??? Yeah.
I'm forbidden by the Wage Earner to shop at the "compeition" (WalFart owns Sam's Club). But I will say that the few times I go into that store, it is infested with people of....let's say....different standards than me.
Don't feel bad, walFart is not a great store.
No matter what part of the country you live in, visiting Wally world on a Saturday night is an experience.
"Walfart" is appropriate because it smells every time I go in there.
I feel the exact same about Walfart. I hate it and I feel like vomiting every time I try to go there. Which is almost never. I'm so sorry you don't have a neighborhood Target. I hope you get one soon.
They tried to build one down the street from us, but we got enough signatures to ban the building! We are so powerful in San Elijo.
My husband and I used to go to the Eufala, Alabama Walfart for people watching and chips for our dates. High class. It was like going to a Lark Scooter convention.
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