the day i quit shopping at Walmart FOREVER

yep, i WAS their only (nice) fan.  the only person willing breathe the same foul air as those foul customers of theirs with the shit stains in their pants and the tragically executed tattoos.  but no more - NO MORE!!!!  i am now officially and proudly an ex-customer:|

today we went to buy bicycles.  being the unsnob that i am, i didn't get the adorable Target one (that belt would sooooo have to go) or the cute Small Paul bike - oh noooo, i wanted a plain old cheapo Walmart bike - four of them in fact, one for each member of our health conscious and vivacious family ;)  while we were rolling them out to the car (along with a ton of groceries on on a rainy windy day surrounded by crippled old people who move slower than three legged tortoises, a couple of weeks before Christmas) we encountered the lamest, most meth-head stupid asshole Walmart employee ever.  and that was it - i completely snapped and my loyalty and love for Walmart was gone in an instant.  i yelled and screamed and complained for 30 minutes solid (just ask Aaron, he was my unfortunate copilot ;) 

honestly, i am never ever ever ever shopping there again.  even if Barack Obama is in there signing books or whatever (yeah, because he would EVER be that unsuccessful...)   i was their only glimmer of hope of ever being accepted by nice normal people with good manners/credit.  but it's over - SO OVER!  tomorrow i'm going to Target and buying the bikes there and returning the old ones to Walmart ;)  Sam Walton: i jolly well hope you're turning in your grave, your company is absolutely DOOMED without my custom and support ;)