Already got a case of the reds this morning by going to Wallys for a few odd and ends.
Get a case of those a lot lately, must have something to do with age.
Although spending fifty bucks, the shopping list still had voids either because they do not carry the item or you cant find it. It seems as though they play musical chairs with the products at times.
Being an early shopper and thus avoiding the rush and the others, traffic in the aisles is not so congested.
One has to get the associates to discontinue their conversations to inquire where something is. They either dont speak the language or dont know where the item is as well.
One was kind enough to walk over and search for an item GIORGIO PORTABELLO MUSHROOMS. Wallys was the only place in town to find them.
She inquired if I had purchased them before and of course I had on many occasions.
Told her they employ people who cannot speak English and do not know the difference between Portabella or Shittake. I then picked up a can of the Shittake mushrooms showing her and she laughed.
Would like to thank the following local congressmen and representatives for voting against the immigration bill which would have given legal status to twelve million undocumented already here: Ted Poe, Al Green, Shelia Jackson Lee, Nick Lampson, Al Doggett and Gene Green.
The rest of the local congressional delegation has a case of WIIFMism.
You call that Whats in it for me.
Enough politics, its enough to make you wonder where in the world is this country headed, dont it?
You hear the one about the preacher who, in counting the offering find a pink envelope containing $1000?
This went on for weeks when finally the preacher saw this little old lady put the distinctive pink envelope in the plate. He approached her, Maam, I couldnt help but notice that you put $1000 a week in the collection plate.
Why yes, she said, every week my son sends me money and I give some of it to the church.
The preacher replied, Thats wonderful, how much does he send you?
She said, $10,000 a week.
The preacher said, your son must be very successful; what does he do for a living?
Hes a veterinarian, she answered.
Thats an honorable profession, the preacher said.
Where does he practice?
The old little old lady said proudly, In Nevada. He has two cat houses in Las Vegas and one in Reno.