Apparent Self-Loathing....
Saturday, February 16, 2008
I detest everything about WAL*MART. Because of this American institution, I all but recoil at the sight of smiley faces, a shame, as back in the day Joe Boxer was a respectable brand and Mr. Winkey made me giggle. I get nauseous at the very smell of the store, commonly the smell of old people, white trash, and McDonald's french fries. It is inside a WAL*MART store that I most hate the human race, more so even than when I'm driving (I'm notoriously road-rage-prone). Understanding this, I must be something of a masochist, or at least subconsciously angry with myself over something. There's no other explanation for it.
I went to WAL*MART. In Cordova (a place I more or less find not unlike the sixth circle of hell). On a Saturday afternoon. Ugh.
But I needed both Coca-Cola Zero and an assortment of brown and pink ribbon (another story for another time). That's the thing about WAL*MART- if you need a wide array of random shit, and don't want to spend your whole day gallivanting across the city, you have to man the fuck up and ride into battle with your high heels on, so to speak (for those of you unfamiliar with that last little bit, don't worry about it...seriously).
Anywho, I survived the ordeal and will hopefully have no need for a repeat performance anytime soon. Praise Jeebus.
Currently in Memphis, Tennessee
Currently listening to some random remix of Whitney Houston - Heartbreak Hotel
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