Brenda 2.0

Yesterday Jen hijacked the blog and told you all about the exciting Saturday morning she had. Well today it’s my turn to hijack and tell you about my Saturday night. Tomorrow we will return to our usual format. Have a great Sunday. Love, Lisa



I take responsibility for what happened to me on what was to be an uneventful Saturday night….I had no business being in a Wal-Mart check out line at 8:46 pm on a Saturday night. No person in their right mind would be there on a Saturday night. Now I know, I’m not really in my right mind but that really is the topic of an entirely different blog.

My son wanted a mouse for the laptop, seems innocent enough, right?? Well guess what, it is not simple to accomplish this at Wal-Mart on a Saturday night. Who knew? Certainly not me. I have always been too cool for that. I had things to do and places be. But I now have nothing to do and nowhere to go. Well except maybe to Wal-Mart on a Saturday night with all the other losers.

We got the mouse and several other things. I’m pretty sure there is a rule at Wal-Mart that you cannot buy just one item. But I digress. We got to the area of the checkouts and we were surrounded by 4000 other people (a people watchers paradise) but we were optimistic, they had three WHOLE lines open. Well we get into checkout line 10 behind seven other customers, and there we stopped. Still now, I’m fairly certain that our cashier fell asleep. 12 minutes in that line and not one person was checked out. The manager comes over with another cashier, and she opens checkout line 9. The manager tells the cashier that he can check me out and only me. WTF??? Remember, I am the 8^th person in line. I deferred to the customer in front of me and the cashier refused to check him out because the manager said, in all of her vast wisdom, only I could be checked out. WHAT???? I have better manners than that, so I didn’t get checked out. No one got checked out in line 9. Line 10 was still not moving so I move to line 8. During this time, line 10 starts to really move, of course. I wasn’t moving lines again so I stuck with line 8. I FINALLY got to the front of the line and guess what?? The cashier was named Brenda, lol, if her career at Wal-Mart does not pan out, I’m sure my cell phone company would love to hire her slow, dumbass.