In case I wasn't descriptive enough about the clientele at our local Wal*Mart (p.s. when did they change the dash to a star? or has it always been a star?)...
Me: blah, blah, blah (chattering away about nothing)
Laurie: ha ha ha! (because I'm funny)
Random Older Woman (to Laurie): excuse me, could you please show me a hairbrush that's good for long hair? (sidenote: we're not actually in the hairbrush aisle)
Laurie: oh, sure! (because she's nothing if not overly nice) Are you just looking for a basic brush or something more for drying...
R.O.W.: well, yes, just a basic brush.
Laurie: okay, well this is just like the one I use (picking out a nice, basic paddle brush)
R.O.W.: oh, mm hmm, do you think there's one that's a little smaller? (pause) It's for someone in prison.
Need I say more?
6 comments:
This one made me laugh out loud! I know you're telling the truth because no one could make it up. Tell overly-nice Laurie hi for us.
At least she didn't say "do you think there's one that's a little sharper"
Only in Panama City. That's one place in America I prefer Target. There is a definite difference in their clientele. (sp?)
That's quality right there.
What? Everything about that post was just not right. Laurie doesn't actually work at Wal*Mart, does she? I'm assuming not.
Well you can blame Fox's Prison Break and that Michael Scofield character for the prison system's recent crackdown on personal hygiene items.
You know, over Christmas I helped an elderly man in a Mississippi Wal*Mart find some baked chips, and when I was finished he reached out and gave me a squishy full body hug, referring to it as "some of that good Christian love." I've never been so grossed out! I shoved him away and ran for it. Wal*Mart is scary.
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