Some of the people I work with choose to eat their lunch at the Wal Mart deli. $4.95 gets you a full styrofoam box of General's Chicken. After lunch, your $100 will get you 50 lbs of bike too. Good value to those that don't know the difference.
Some of the people I work with choose to eat their lunch at the Wal Mart deli. $4.95 gets you a full styrofoam box of General's Chicken. After lunch, your $100 will get you 50 lbs of bike too. Good value to those that don't know the difference.
Its the child abuse that I find really depressing. I can barely set foot in the place.
The workers are stealing too.
The Wal-Mart in my hometown didn't have any security cameras over the bin where everything that was returned for being defective was stored before going back to the manufacturers.
Some high school acquaintances figured this out. Want a portable CD player? Buy one, return it because it "doesn't work". A day or two later some guy fishes it out of the bin for you. Thousands and thousands of dollars worth of electronics walked out of that store one summer.
My father was one of Sam Walton's legion of bankers. He went and visited Sam soon after the Sam Clubs stores had open. so they sit down and like most nervous guys from Texas my Dad just starts talking, "Sam, I love Sam Club. my family goes every weekend. You know you can buy a mink coat there? Etc, etc." My dad reaches into his wallet and pulls out his Sam's club card to show Sam. Unfortunately, he accidentally showed Sam his Costco card. Well that's at least how the story goes.
I was at a Walmart in Brownsville, Tx. a few weeks ago and I think it has replaced the town square as the place to hang out on a Friday night. That joint was hopping! The last thing other than a Mexican Coke, that I bought at Walmart was some Dremel cut off discs and that was after I tried three different hardware stores.
I was just there this weekend and had a pleasant experience. Greeter thanked me for wheeling 3 carts in from the lot. Figured I was going that way, so...
I was just in Walmart yesterday, and by some twilight zone miracle I saw a string of extremely attractive women (there may have been hot dudes too, but they don't really show up on my radar most of the time).
Reading many of these comments reminds me there are indeed two Americas.
When my wife and I were dating and camping @ Hood River, Wal-Mart was the place to get propane canisters. That was the only location I ever shopped in, and the most disgusting thing you could do was look up at the big Kathie Lee Gifford banners.
Dan Fuller, local bicycle enthusiast
I havent been inside a walmart in years, but I went to an ikea for the first time a few months ago. we walked the wrong way, against the arrows, got lost. it was like we were walking into an ocean and being slapped by all the incoming waves of overweight suburban consumers. we circled around and eventually found the exit. an hour and half for two throw pillows. oh, and I bought a cinnamon roll. I felt like an angry 16 year old again. at that point, if someone offered me a toe job, I think I would be OK with it.
You will not get a toe job with lingonberry syrup at walmart
elysian
Tom Tolhurst
My good buddy from Spain always reminded me that WalMart can and should be used as a barometer of how a person is doing. He lived in the US for a number of years before heading back about 8 years ago. His point was that American's tend to always hold themselves against peers in a manner that always leaves them feeling like they are inadequate. In contrast, he argued, at any given point, you really ought to feel pretty good about your lot in life while standing in a WalMart.
While not really a cross section of middle-America, per se, shift your thinking to any visit as a pick-me-up that things could be worse!
Ok, I spent multiple years as an employee of the Wal-Mart corporation. And despite all the negativity, it was a great job for a kid in college. But this is my favorite story. This will take a second:
The supercenter I worked at was a big deal, locally, for quite a while. When it opened a bunch of people in my class (high school) took off to go to the opening. That kind of town. Now, this also means that people are pretty loyal as employees. It also means that people will picket the Wal-Mart when the manager gets fired. Not when the company replaces American jobs with the shittiest shit possible. But I digress. There was one family that was particularly wal-martian. The wife worked there full-time. The Husband moonlighted there, as the bike assembler. He could even occasionally put the fork on the right way! The daughter worked there. The daughter's husband did also. Son #1 worked there for a while. Son #2 worked there. I guess relations with the husband and wife weren't storybook, and he was plowing through another Wal-Mart employee. Thankfully, they worked out their problems and decided that in order to show the universe that they were right with each other they needed to renew their vows. And where else to renew their vows than in the place of so much joy and strife -- Walmart.
So, late one afternoon directly in front of women's clothing, across the aisle from the cigarette register, they renewed their vows in what I hope for them was an awkward embarrassing ceremony. I know it wasn't though, since they thought it was ok in the first place. But I really hope that they have a video somewhere of them renewing their vows, with sweatpants floating gently on a rack in front of them and the gentle chime of me selling someone cheap cigarettes at state minimum rates behind them.
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