I really, really dislike Wal*Mart. I won't elaborate too much on the subject because I know that a lot of people like it, or at least shop there for low prices, or are indifferent. Just give me a few paragraphs and I'll be done.
I hadn't been there for a couple of years until recently. My sister Teresa, bless her heart, purchased a gift for Miriam's birthday at Wal*Mart but I ended up having to return it. I put off going for as long as possible but finally, I packed up the toy (it was a SeeNSay) and made the trip to our local store.
On the way there, I tried to tell myself that Wal*Mart probably wasn't as bad as I remembered it being, that maybe the intervening years since my last visit had sharpened my dislike for it undeservedly.
I got there and did what I needed to do. And realized that my dislike for that store is as warranted as ever. Sorry, folks. I tried. I will remain an enemy of Wal*Mart until further notice (don't hold your breath).
On the same subject, check out this email I got from my mom. I'll quote the words as they were written by the original sender, a cousin of hers:
We had a going away party yesterday for a lady at our Durham claims office. One of the supervisors called a Wal-Mart and ordered the cake.
He told them to write "Best Wishes Suzanne" and underneath that write "We will miss you".
As the picture shows, it didn't quite turn out right.
This would be hilarious if it weren't, at the same time, extremely unsettling.