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I was in line at a Wal-mart in Indianapolis a few years back, and in front of me in line was....we will call her Maw-muh becasue that's how her kids pronounced it.
Mah-muh was wearing clothes that were ALMOST suitable for a gym, or for being inside with the blinds drawn. Definitely NOT suitable for bing in public. On her hip was an infant, perhaps 9 months old, wearing only a diaper. No pants, no shirt. Oh, and a FULL diaper at that - no hiding THAT smell. Orbiting around Maw-muh were Jonias (Joe-NI-us) and (not kidding) Cletus, a couple of boys around 7 to 10 years old. The boys were playing human bumper cars, smashing into everything and everyone thay could. I know the names because Maw-muh bellowed at them incessantly, though they never reacted to her or calmed down in any way. Judging by the profusion of snacks, sweets, chocolate, junk food and full-calorie soda in her cart I imagine they were pretty much jakced out of their minds on various substances.
All of this is enough of a spectacle, but the heinous part came at the end. As the bill rolls out she needs to set the infant down to write a check, so she set him down ON THE SCANNER/SCALE AND ASKS HOW MUCH HE WEIGHS!
FOOD goes on that, lady! Not an infant's overfull diaper! If I had been buying food I would have dumped it right there and left. And as she scooped up her spawn and left, the cashier went on without comment, dragging my items across the very spot that Junior had just contaminated.
Just the most colorful reason I won't go back there.
I was in line at a Wal-mart in Indianapolis a few years back, and in front of me in line was....we will call her Maw-muh becasue that's how her kids pronounced it.
Mah-muh was wearing clothes that were ALMOST suitable for a gym, or for being inside with the blinds drawn. Definitely NOT suitable for bing in public. On her hip was an infant, perhaps 9 months old, wearing only a diaper. No pants, no shirt. Oh, and a FULL diaper at that - no hiding THAT smell. Orbiting around Maw-muh were Jonias (Joe-NI-us) and (not kidding) Cletus, a couple of boys around 7 to 10 years old. The boys were playing human bumper cars, smashing into everything and everyone thay could. I know the names because Maw-muh bellowed at them incessantly, though they never reacted to her or calmed down in any way. Judging by the profusion of snacks, sweets, chocolate, junk food and full-calorie soda in her cart I imagine they were pretty much jakced out of their minds on various substances.
All of this is enough of a spectacle, but the heinous part came at the end. As the bill rolls out she needs to set the infant down to write a check, so she set him down ON THE SCANNER/SCALE AND ASKS HOW MUCH HE WEIGHS!
FOOD goes on that, lady! Not an infant's overfull diaper! If I had been buying food I would have dumped it right there and left. And as she scooped up her spawn and left, the cashier went on without comment, dragging my items across the very spot that Junior had just contaminated.
Just the most colorful reason I won't go back there.
Which being accused of being OCD for that pisses me off since being bothered by something nauseatingly disgusting should be considered normal, not have people accuse you of being something they coined off watching nighttime tv. That in turn makes me wonder about the accusers hygiene habits, and that grosses me out.There needs to be a standard test, testing people on things like "Would you put a baby with a soiled diaper on a surface where people place food? (Y) (N)" and everyone who fails it needs to be quarantined away from hygienic people. >< damn dirty cycle!
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