This was just disturbing to me.
Immediately after all the churches got out, I suppose the -25 girls in town decided to hooker-up their clothes for going to Wal-Mart. Plus, the boys wishing to impress them.
On the way in, I was harassedby Girl Scouts, who would not let anyone in or out until the person said NO!! about five times.
I passed a boy who needed to button his boxers back up. I can only guess he was there to buy a belt for his to-the-knee-hanging pants.
A couple of women stopped in the rice aisle to talk, blocking the path with their carts and their kids. Who were engrossed in throwing rice boxes. You could only part them by not stopping your full cart careening into them, as demonstrated by an older couple who trove down the middle of all.
I was looking at clearance clothes, when this mottle of girls all -17 decided to stop moving and stare at the pants-boy who left with no belt.
There was a girl who could be no more than 12 walking around in hoochie shorts so high you could tell she was wearing no underwear, along with detail if you looked. Ew.
Then at check-out, the girl gaggle of -17 was in my lane ahead of me, and done paying. And look, like that 12 yr old girl, you can see all kinds of detail. Ew.
So, they stood there. Giggling and texting.
I got tired of saying excuse me, and resorted to tapping them on the butt with my cart to get them to move, much to the delight of the cashier.
Instead of walking away, they turned in a complete girl-circle, and after everyone got bumped... walked away going UUHH UHH UHHHH in a pissy manner.
Leaving, I never gave the Girl Scouts the chance to talk. I just pushed the cart straight through them.
(No one was hurt by buggy rage, btw.)
Immediately after all the churches got out, I suppose the -25 girls in town decided to hooker-up their clothes for going to Wal-Mart. Plus, the boys wishing to impress them.
On the way in, I was harassedby Girl Scouts, who would not let anyone in or out until the person said NO!! about five times.
I passed a boy who needed to button his boxers back up. I can only guess he was there to buy a belt for his to-the-knee-hanging pants.
A couple of women stopped in the rice aisle to talk, blocking the path with their carts and their kids. Who were engrossed in throwing rice boxes. You could only part them by not stopping your full cart careening into them, as demonstrated by an older couple who trove down the middle of all.
I was looking at clearance clothes, when this mottle of girls all -17 decided to stop moving and stare at the pants-boy who left with no belt.
There was a girl who could be no more than 12 walking around in hoochie shorts so high you could tell she was wearing no underwear, along with detail if you looked. Ew.
Then at check-out, the girl gaggle of -17 was in my lane ahead of me, and done paying. And look, like that 12 yr old girl, you can see all kinds of detail. Ew.
So, they stood there. Giggling and texting.
I got tired of saying excuse me, and resorted to tapping them on the butt with my cart to get them to move, much to the delight of the cashier.
Instead of walking away, they turned in a complete girl-circle, and after everyone got bumped... walked away going UUHH UHH UHHHH in a pissy manner.
Leaving, I never gave the Girl Scouts the chance to talk. I just pushed the cart straight through them.
(No one was hurt by buggy rage, btw.)
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