Hidden Shopping Addiction: Wal-Martitis Plaguing America

We've all seen the little yellow smiley face bouncing' around the prices and knocking them down to create this great savings at Wal-Mart. "Rolling back the prices" or something like that being their slogan of choice. I've never seen so many happy people to shop at the modern day K-mart, only these are often equipped with grocery sections and produce to create the SUPER WAL-MART. Now it has become another place of addiction that can and will haunt homes financially and cause stress in relationships. I hope this isn't happening to you and if it is seek help if necessary.

So here I was thinking about all the people I know that shop there and decided to take a trip to the one here in town and just talk to some of the folks coming out. I'm an outgoing type of person and it was hilarious in the beginning as I just wanted to converse with someone about why they shop at Wal-Mart and they all look at me like I'm not supposed to acknowledge them or something, it was quite entertaining. Thats what happens when your in "yuppie-heaven".
Speaking of yuppies, I have a friend of mine the other day that told me he was a racist and I asked, "Why do you feel disregard towards another race?" He simply flew back with a simple, "I am racist towards yuppies." I was laughing so hard and his explanations were priceless, but I'm getting off the topic here so let me get back to this crazy problem many Americans are having.

Finally after about an hour I said to this lady, "My goodness you looked like you shopped for about twenty people!" She turned and paused for a minute with that "Is he talking to me?" look on her face and then gave a little smirk and said, "Honey, I've been buying' for my family for the last thirty-two years. When I come to Wal-Mart I shop for me." I started laughing because the woman had one cart completely filled and another younger woman along side her with a half-filled cart. So trying to be serious I was curious to know, "If you don't mind me asking what did you come to buy at Wal-Mart today?" Her hesitation felt like forever and she looked at appeared to be her daughter and they both smiled at each other and said simultaneously, "A birthday card."

I couldn't hold it in any longer and I took the next few minutes explaining to them why I was asking all these questions and turns out Jacqueline was her daughter and she explained how it happened, "We came in here because we forgot to buy a gift for my Aunt Myra for her birthday and we bought this belated card and bought her a $100 gift card to here." That was understandable but I had to ask Miss Sarah how they went from buying two items to what seemed as over hundred all together. Jacqueline counting everything up while I continued talking to Miss Sarah and the grand total was 237 items. "I'm sorry but how exactly does that happen? I mean I'm not trying to be rude at all I am just curious as to how that works", I said with a sheepish grin.

"First of all we have Wal-Martitis", Miss Sarah said as Jacqueline was chuckling. "Some people are addicted to drugs, some to alcohol, smoking, gambling, women, men, whatever, its just we are addicted to this place. We really have no where to put any of this stuff in the carts here, but we really enjoyed buying all of them." We chatted for awhile longer mostly about other things like how it affects the household with the spouse and things of that nature which didn't sound like it went over to well on the home front. So after I thanked them for taking the time to talk with me they smiled and was walking away and one more question popped in my head, "Miss Sarah, you said you came in here to buy a birthday card and a gift card which would have cost around $110. So if you don't mind sharing how much did you spend today?" They looked at each other again and looked back at me and Jacqueline said laughing, "Only $287 on picture frames, comforters, some nice looking pens, make-up and.........." I butted in and said chuckling, " OK, OK I get it thanks for your time." Miss Sarah had to stroll back over to me and ask, "Will we be able to read this online? I'm curious because my husband is online all the time and he would kill me if he knew."

Don't worry Miss Sarah, I changed your names so that won't happen. Unless of course he finds a receipt lying around for $287. **wink**wink**