My husband's (who despises Wal-mart):angry: favorite wal-mart story: My daughter desperately needed a pair of red soffees for cheer camp. We thought we would just quickly run into the Wal-mart on the east end of PCB (over by Captain Andersons). Unfortunately is was 6:30 on Friday night and the folks piling into town to stay in the huge high rises were all in the store. (thousands of them). Every checkout was open with 7 or 8 people in line. Most of whom were wearing tank tops and no shoes. All the shopping carts were filled to the brim with gallons of milk, cases of beer, huge bags of potato chips and giant boxes of Cheerios.

My husband freaked out. Went to non-busy customer service counter and told the girl that he would pay her whatever it took to just let him out of there with the red shorts. Obviously she saw the panic in his eyes and checked him out. Thank god she did, because his next plan was to just toss $20 onto the counter and walk out.
I did get the girl's name and send a nice letter into the company.

My husband freaked out. Went to non-busy customer service counter and told the girl that he would pay her whatever it took to just let him out of there with the red shorts. Obviously she saw the panic in his eyes and checked him out. Thank god she did, because his next plan was to just toss $20 onto the counter and walk out.
I did get the girl's name and send a nice letter into the company.
They were there before Halloween and I thought they were to ward off the evil spirits.