Friday, July 2, 2010

One of Them

Have I ever mentioned that I despise WM?
You lower class class citizens know what this acronym stands for in your community...
No its not Waste Management or Windows Media
That's right you impoverished fucks...it stands for Wal-Mart.

Someone recently told me to go to Wal-Mart to get something for something that I needed, not like that matters right now (hence the non-descript word) but I have mentioned before that Wal-Mart fucking sucks.
Yes I have two sisters that work there, that is BESIDES the point. Fuck WM, Fuck the people of WM. Fuck the parking lot of WM, fuck it all.
Its not like we have a ton of $ lying around to be buying high end vegetables or anything, but I have done my investigating on the monster corporation and have concluded my report with: Wal-Mart is one big fucking mess that needs to be destroyed.

Only and if only I am in dire desperation will I make an appearance to this unhappy store. With its harsh lighting, cheap clothing, horrible fruit selections, crazy layouts, and even crazier customers.

I have visited the site www.peopleofwalmart.com, and that just speaks volumes of the kinds of people I do not like to associate myself with. If you have never visited this site, let me forewarn you now...you might spot a cousin or two from your family. Just kidding, not all of my 3 readers are trashy...maybe just one of you. 
I have been there and let me tell you it is tough to get a fat bitch away from the cereal box section and all you want to do is to grab a box and toss in your basket, but that's not going to happen because people like to block the section then select 15 boxes of cereal because 1 or 2 is definitely not enough.
I know best to not stand in the way of a big woman and her food. I'm not big my self I might get a thigh chewed off.

This is horrible and I will probably go to hell for it but oh well.
When my mom would go to WM to shop I remember that I used to tease and laugh at people there. (That's what makes ppl of WM sooo funny, because its so true)
Y'all know what I am talking about, the ladies that get dolled up just in case they find their prince charming there...hint hint ladies, Prince Charming does not hang around, solicit and does not, I REPEAT DOES NOT shop at WM. You will not find him there.
I understand you can buy almost anything there with the exception of a few items say a Russian bride or a bathing ape. Let's just slowly step away from WM and go to other stores i'm telling you WM is not the option!
I personally don't hang out at WM, I hate being there at all.

So tell me before I continue, why is it when you hate something soooo bad Karma laughs and makes it happen to you?
For instance: My ex friend's mom brutally hated a gay friend of his son, maybe gays in general but really hated this one in particular. Then a year later her son ended up with his dick in a guys mouth...haha making momma proud, or the time when another friend's mom hated black people alot and her daughter ended up with a black man. I see shit like this happen all of the time.

Back to where I was...
I have pointed, stared and laughed at most people and while sometimes I just feel bad for them I can't help it. They dress themselves and plaster on the makeup themselves so why feel bad? Right?
AS much as I hate WM and the people of WM...my older sister that works at WM has become 'one of them'.
Yes one of them who takes two hours to take a shower, spray on the Aquanet and mousse to scrunch the hair, trim your mustache, shape the eyebrows with the sharpie, cover the blemishes with that cover-up, affix the bright blue loreal eyeshadow, curl the lashes but skip on the mascara, make sure you have the sexiest underwear you can find on, locate your newly bought clothes and clothe yourself...all to do a 10 minute grocery run to WM.

I just don't get it. Okay so maybe it would be like me to freshen the face if I know I am going to...no I don't get ready unless I am going out, or work but I can go without makeup as I did just last month. I went a week without wearing any makeup, just brushed up my eyebrows (one of my best features) and chap stick, didn't even bother with mascara.

Sorry older sister, I love you but I am going to have to ask you nicely to fucking stop getting ready to go to WM, you are married.

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