I was at Sports Chalet the other day and decided to head right next door to Wal-Mart when I was done. I shouldn't ever venture into Wal-Mart and expect to venture out with nothing in my hands... or in a timely manner. There's always something I find that I forgot to buy on the last trip to the store and there's never enough workers at the checkout lines. This time was no different. I needed trashbags and also picked up a carton of orange juice.
I made my way to the front of the store to checkout and tried to scope out the shortest of the long lines. LOL. I was looking around the store and was wondering "Why are all Wal-Mart's nasty and dirty?" There was grime on the floor where the tile met the counter. There was trash in the corners and at random places along the way. I even noticed that the silver on the shopping carts was dull and dirty. While I was waiting, my mind began to wander.
I imagined what it would be like if I walked into a Wal-Mart that was clean, enticing, and attractive. Where the clothing racks were attractively displayed, and the products they sold (even though they're cheap) were the "it" thing to buy! It would be the Nordstrom of all Wal-Mart's! The checkout lines would go so fast, the workers would always be smiling their "Stepford Wives" smile, and the tile on the floor was shiny and bright. It would be THE Wal-Mart to shop at, and people would drive for miles to come shop there!
My fantasy got abruptly cut short when the checkout lady began scanning my items and grunted a sad and tired "uh huh" after I said "Hello." I grabbed my wallet to get out my credit card. After I slid it through the credit card machine-thing, ironically I was asked a question on the screen that I had never seen before on a credit card machine. It asked, "Was the store clean today?" I smiled to myself and proudly pushed, "No."
I made my way to the front of the store to checkout and tried to scope out the shortest of the long lines. LOL. I was looking around the store and was wondering "Why are all Wal-Mart's nasty and dirty?" There was grime on the floor where the tile met the counter. There was trash in the corners and at random places along the way. I even noticed that the silver on the shopping carts was dull and dirty. While I was waiting, my mind began to wander.
I imagined what it would be like if I walked into a Wal-Mart that was clean, enticing, and attractive. Where the clothing racks were attractively displayed, and the products they sold (even though they're cheap) were the "it" thing to buy! It would be the Nordstrom of all Wal-Mart's! The checkout lines would go so fast, the workers would always be smiling their "Stepford Wives" smile, and the tile on the floor was shiny and bright. It would be THE Wal-Mart to shop at, and people would drive for miles to come shop there!
My fantasy got abruptly cut short when the checkout lady began scanning my items and grunted a sad and tired "uh huh" after I said "Hello." I grabbed my wallet to get out my credit card. After I slid it through the credit card machine-thing, ironically I was asked a question on the screen that I had never seen before on a credit card machine. It asked, "Was the store clean today?" I smiled to myself and proudly pushed, "No."
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