Here is my list, go find it. |
Not much to do except watch the snow melt. I went to Wal-Mart for a few things. One thing on the list was one light bulb for the front steps so the paper carrier doesn't break her neck and sue me. Just a simple light bulb is all I was in search of. In the first place, finding something on that six acres the store covers is like searching for the Lock Ness Monster. I kept asking store clerks, and they were only posing as store clerks, they were vendor’s. Never ask a vendor where anything is, they don’t know. I’m not the only one that mistakes vendor’s for store clerks. I heard one couple ask one where the peanut butter was. They have more vendor's than store clerks. I finally found a genuine store clerk, and she knew exactly where they were. They have a billion different kinds, blue light bulbs, pink, mood, red and even a black bulb. What is the object of putting a light inside a black bulb? There must be a reason because they had some. I finally found an ordinary looking bulb, but they only come, four in a package. I'm 84 years old, why do I need more than one. Not only that, they last for 9 years if used properly. I now have a 36 year supply of light bulbs. They better bury those bulbs with me so when I get there I can light up the place.
I can always milk something out of the Wal-Mart to blog about.
Is this a vendor or a store clerk? |
4 comments:
Love your post, I'll try to remember the light bulbs....haha
I feel the same way about the constant stream of address labels that show up in my mailbox! How many letters do they think an old lady will be writing? Maybe I could "paper" a wall with them? Love reading your posts out here in Langley, AnnieT.
Hah! Can I buy a couple of light bulbs from you? Very funny.
Dr. Dale
Great post. I get tired shopping the big stores, too, and I've made the same mistake in asking a vendor where something is.
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