The day went something like this.
Wake up and get a grocery list together. Shower and get ready to head to Walmart. On the list were vacuum bags as we were out. While at Walmart looking at said bags, Meg and I discussed the state of our current vacuum cleaner and how it could be time for a new one. We settled though on getting the new bags, cleaning the existing cleaner up and seeing if it worked better. It didn't.
So later in the day, back to Walmart we go. We settle on a nice yellow Eureka with a furniture attachment good for dealing with pet hair. Being that we have a dog this sounded good. It also had a duster attachment which was kind of cool and it was on sale. So we buy the vacuum. Fast forward to getting it out of the box. No duster attachment is present. We head back to Walmart.
As Meagen is standing in line I go look for a replacement. They don't have any more of that model. So we get the money back and head to Walmart number 2.
Walmart number 2 does not have our vacuum either. It seems the price was too good for many to resist. Off to Walmart number 3 where we find the vacuum. I open it to be certain after purchasing that everything that is promised on the outside of the box is present. It is.
What's the moral for today? Well, Walmart is simply the same no matter where in the country you are. It's also the same when there are 4 within a 10 mile radius of your current living situation. It's amazing that they're able to keep the consistency between stores. It's especially amazing the level of consistency in the help and type of people employed there (and at Sam's Club). Any of you reading who have ever patronized a Walmart appreciate the satire in this story. Enjoy your week.
-Mike the Ryan
25 January, 2009
3 Walmarts. 5 Times.
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Walllllll-MAAAAAAAAART!!!
ReplyDeleteNice. I'll be excited to hear what you think about The Fall.
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