Swimming In My Head…

diving in the deep end…

Oh what fun it is to shop…

Ok…in our new-found socio-economic status of ‘inching our way down to poor’, we have had to adopt a new policy for food and necessity shopping.  Now I have to sit down and take a deep breath before I type the name…(gasp)…Wal-Mart.

There – I said it…don’t judge me!

To make shopping there a little more palatable, we have instituted this great game that we ran across and thought we would share with you (click “great game” to see the board).  We cannot however, take credit for it – we just found it on the ‘net’.

We split up when we enter the store, and we get 15 minutes…the first person to get a full line has to text the word “walmingo” to everyone else playing.

If you win, you get to go wait in the car upon checkout instead of waiting in the ‘longer-than-any-amusement-park-line’ line.  That’s one ‘heckuva’ prize if you ask me.

On a more serious note…I just couldn’t bring myself to do the T-giving shopping at our usual ‘Super I-Hate-My-Life-Right-Now Mart’ yesterday, so we drove about 20 minutes away from where we live to a place called, Wal-Mart Neighborhood Market.

I cannot believe I’m going to say this, but we couldn’t play ‘the game‘ there.  It wasn’t crowded, the bread in the bakery was warm (we usually play football across aisles with the bread from our regular haunt), the employees were nice.  I mean I was waiting for some Dawn of the Dead stuff to start happening when the young lady who played our cashier in this surreal movie, asked us, and I kid you not…”how are you doing?”

We didn’t know what to say…we whispered to each other to ask if she was speaking Swahili (we only dabble), and then we said “doing well, how are you?”.  To which she replied, “fine, thank you for asking.”  I passed out at this point…so, can’t tell you anymore except if you have one of those ‘Neighborhood Markets’ within a 50 mile radius of you, DRIVE THERE I tell you.

It appears that some of our fellow bloggers had some holiday shopping experiences this weekend as well…I thought it only appropriate to link to The Good the Bad and the Ugly – The Coupon Nazi, because her story would have me drinking ‘percotinis’ this morning instead of apple juice.

Happy Monday everybody!

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November 24, 2008 - Posted by | Funny, Life In General | , , , , , ,

11 Comments »

  1. thanks for the tag…can I tell you, I only WISH I had as pleasant of an experience as you and BTW I decided if I was rich, I would just pay someone else to do the grocery shopping! ahh well I can dream, right!
    Your post is so funny!

    Comment by goodbadandugly2 | November 24, 2008

  2. Hell, we joined Sam’s. The things we do!

    Comment by JoshB | November 24, 2008

  3. Great post! I loved it. Have a happy T-Day
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    Comment by sandysays1 | November 24, 2008

  4. JoshB – I won’t tell if you won’t tell…

    Comment by deek1973 | November 24, 2008

  5. gbu2 – raising my ‘percotini’ westward to propose a toast to you, hubby, and your hilarious brood of ‘children’: may you become rich quickly and leave the dealings with “Coupon Nazis” to your underlings…here, here.

    Comment by deek1973 | November 24, 2008

  6. deek—i will even share the wealth…give me your address…ha ha !

    Comment by goodbadandugly2 | November 24, 2008

  7. It’s a conspiracy. Wal-Mart arranged the recession to force us to shop there. I say, “Resist with all your might!”

    Comment by Doug | November 24, 2008

  8. Having been one of the folks involved in this particular excursion (yay!), I offer a clarification: ONLY IF YOU REGULARLY SHOP AT WAL-MART (out of necessity of course…), drive to the nearest Neighborhood Market… If you have the means (and by means, I mean money) to shop at “real grocery stores,” that is definitely the way to go. Having said that, The Neighborhood Market is like a walk in the park compared to the alternative, but it still comes nowhere near the shopping experience of a Publix, Sweetbay or even Super Target (pronounced “Tar-zhay”), for that matter!

    Comment by The Other One | November 24, 2008

  9. the neighborhood market is an anomaly and should only be studied by professionals…it’s frightening in that is a pleasant atmosphere and every one appears to be from this planet. the food looks like it is less than a week old and it’s clean and void of screaming unruly children…it scares me more to go there because i’m afraid we’re being lulled into a false sense of security only to be broken by a person in a blue vest who not only refuses to help but also does everything within his or her power to acknowledge my presence (and incidentally that of the screaming children- i’m rather jealous of that last attribute)…i want my mommy…

    Comment by wutupdogg | November 24, 2008

  10. i was so scared i mis-wrote…
    it scares me more to go there because i’m afraid we’re being lulled into a false sense of security only to be broken by a person in a blue vest who not only refuses to help but also does everything within his or her power NOT to acknowledge my presence

    Comment by wutupdogg | November 24, 2008

  11. is it bad to assume the fetal position on your own desk?

    Comment by wutupdogg | November 24, 2008


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