So there I was in MacPhearson, Kansas, at Wal-Mart, at 2:45 in the afternoon, on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving.
The place was vacant. Like my Wal-Mart at seven AM on a Tuesday in July.
ON THE WEDNESDAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING!
Maybe it isn't Wal-Mart I hate so much as it is the Wal-Mart in my city.
I'm still in awe. The Wednesday before Thanksgiving. The day I avoid all retail at all costs. (Unless, for example, I'm on an emergency Pepsi and Creme Brulee CoffeeMate run. A girl has her caffeinated needs, crowds be-durned.)