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This thread reminded me of an encounter I had at the WalMart a few weeks ago...
I walk through the big double doors, and in the main walkway (y'know, the wider aisles that are the main 'highways' of the store) is a woman, about my height and 2.5 times as wide, wearing a BRIGHT orange top with no bra...
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... shuffling along the aisle, SHOUTING out a name: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!" (name changed to protect the possible innocent)
I quickly stop off to a side aisle to try and shake off the horror I had just seen, then work my way around to get past her without looking at her again.
After about 5 seconds, I hear her again: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
Gaaah! I change gears into a quick-march and head for the automotive section, at the FAR end of the store.
Every 5 seconds, she calls out again: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
I take my sweet time finding what I needed, and yes, every 5 seconds: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
I also note a little bit of a change in the volume and direction of each call. She's waddling around the store aisle, calling out "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
After hiding for a bit, I decide to head for Electronics (looking for new DVDs)... and find her standing at the entrance to the section, yelling at DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL, who turns out to be a teenager, a foot taller than me, twice as wide and trying his best to ignore his mother while he looks at the CDs.
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Instead, I high-tail it to the front to pay and leave.
Even the cashiers were shaking their heads...
I walk through the big double doors, and in the main walkway (y'know, the wider aisles that are the main 'highways' of the store) is a woman, about my height and 2.5 times as wide, wearing a BRIGHT orange top with no bra...
(
)... shuffling along the aisle, SHOUTING out a name: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!" (name changed to protect the possible innocent)
I quickly stop off to a side aisle to try and shake off the horror I had just seen, then work my way around to get past her without looking at her again.
After about 5 seconds, I hear her again: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
Gaaah! I change gears into a quick-march and head for the automotive section, at the FAR end of the store.
Every 5 seconds, she calls out again: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
I take my sweet time finding what I needed, and yes, every 5 seconds: "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
I also note a little bit of a change in the volume and direction of each call. She's waddling around the store aisle, calling out "DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL!"
After hiding for a bit, I decide to head for Electronics (looking for new DVDs)... and find her standing at the entrance to the section, yelling at DAAAAAANIEEEEEEEL, who turns out to be a teenager, a foot taller than me, twice as wide and trying his best to ignore his mother while he looks at the CDs.
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)Instead, I high-tail it to the front to pay and leave.
Even the cashiers were shaking their heads...
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