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Son of a whore...
FUCK!
I braved the madness of Wal-Mart because I still had a bit left on my gift card. Figured I'd get a bit of food, including some chips because I'm having company over tonight.
Wal-Mart was, of course, MOTHERFUCKING MADNESS. I don't do well with motherfucking madness. People EVERYWHERE. I was borderline freaking out at this point and so very ready to gtfo. So I get my few things, head up to the register, AND THE GIFT CARD DOESN'T WORK. This takes a good 5-10 minutes out of everyone's time. I'm stressed, anxious, and now a mix of annoyed and embarrassed. A manager finally manages to get it working, I let out a sigh of relief and the cashier hands me my bag and receipt and I get the FUCK out of there.
Then I get home and realize he forgot to hand me bag #2, which had all the chips.
MOTHERFUCK
There is no goddamn way I'm going back again. Considering a trip to Brookshire's now. Fuck Wal-Mart in the ear, seriously.
Fucknut!
I braved the madness of Wal-Mart because I still had a bit left on my gift card. Figured I'd get a bit of food, including some chips because I'm having company over tonight.
Wal-Mart was, of course, MOTHERFUCKING MADNESS. I don't do well with motherfucking madness. People EVERYWHERE. I was borderline freaking out at this point and so very ready to gtfo. So I get my few things, head up to the register, AND THE GIFT CARD DOESN'T WORK. This takes a good 5-10 minutes out of everyone's time. I'm stressed, anxious, and now a mix of annoyed and embarrassed. A manager finally manages to get it working, I let out a sigh of relief and the cashier hands me my bag and receipt and I get the FUCK out of there.
Then I get home and realize he forgot to hand me bag #2, which had all the chips.
MOTHERFUCK
There is no goddamn way I'm going back again. Considering a trip to Brookshire's now. Fuck Wal-Mart in the ear, seriously.
Fucknut!