This evening I ventured to Wal-Mart with 3 children in tow to create a
care package for a friend. So Why do I love Wal-Mart so much? Well, it
has to be because there are so many interesting people and things at
Wal-Mart. While going down the 1/2 off leftover Easter aisle I hear
some obnoxious yelling, a man's voice, over near the meat area (which
thankfully is a few aisles away from me, it kind of scared me a bit
since I had 3 children with me and the lady next to me also kind of
looked in the direction of the yelling and then looked at me with wide
eyes. So, I was pretty much finished with my shopping so I head the
other direction toward the plants and outdoor area to pay and exit the
building. As I am paying I smell this stinky smell, like a skunk,
seriously. And I am like what is that? So, I turn around and this man
has a cart full of plants and man they totally stink up the joint. I
turned and said, "Those plants kind of smell a bit, I thought there was
a skunk in here." And he was like, "Yep, they do kind of smell." So, I
am like well I am glad he agrees and I hope that there is a good reason
why he would want to plant smelly plants in his yard. Anyhow, I leave
and then probably the best reason why I love Wal-Mart.........I am
getting the kids in the car and there are a few interesting people in
the parking lot. First, right next to me is an older gentleman, with
glasses, graying hair, a bit overweight and just sitting in his
car..........and he is an older man. Now, I know I am stereo-typing and
I really should not be surprised by much anymore, but he is listening to
some good sounding Reggae.......and I was like, "Huh? This is not
right." But then I look over and the man with the stinky plants is out
in the parking lot yelling at a young teenager, driving an old souped up
Camaro (pretty cool looking car, totally out of his price range I am
sure, maybe a gift perhaps) and stereo-typically listening to some
Rap.........gangster look, but the smelly plant man starts to yell at
the boy because there is a cart going right toward his car and the boy
with the sweet Camaro hits the cart...........silly boy. The silly boy
thanks smelly plant man for looking out for him and the smelly plant
man, who was older as well, says, "Sweet ride." Which I would never
expect him to say either. So I start to laugh, because I, myself get
into the car roll the windows down and it is just amusing because I turn
up my music loud and I am listening to Fred Hammond and who would think
some 35 year old white girl would be listening to Black Gospel. So,
hopefully my stereo-typical self made others think otherwise of their
stereo-typical selves not being so stereo-typical. Oh, also there were
police with their lights on outside near Chic-fil-A
too...........another reason why I love to venture outside my
home..........it is always nice to see police in the parking lot of
Wal-Mart when you are exiting, since Wal-Mart and Chic-fil-A are in the
same parking lot pretty much.
