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My love-hate relationship with WalMart and my kids.

Today I trekked (went on a long arduous journey) to WalMart to get contact cases and kid sunblock for the pool tomorrow, as well as buttons for the new super cool thing I made for Thomas. 


Where else can you get everything from craft notions to beauty supplies?  Where else can you find insanely bad customer service? 


It took forever and ever, I used all my supermom skills to keep three boys happy at WalMart without shoplifting; plus I spent more money then I would like to admit right now in case my husband reads this post before he reads exactly how much I spent on mint.com.  On his phone.  Okay, he probably already did.


The worst part of today?  I left my last and most precious shopping bag at the store.  Grrr.


Here's my chat with John about it.  (close to 9pm-still at work)


 me:  hi

 John:  hey

 me:  how is it going there?

 John:  not too bad
i am very tired though

 me:  i just realized i'm missing a bag from walmart and i'm really mad about it b/c i spent so long there today and it was so hard and i really wanted the stuff i left and the lady said i had 3 more bags and i grabbed 3 bags and now i don't have the last 5 things on my receipt and it's late and the kids are asleep

 John:  oh bummer
i am sorry

 me:  thanks
i'm sewing tomorrow w/ leandra

 John:  they are pretty good about getting those things back to you though

 me:  i don't have to have the stuff but it WHY i went all the way ot walmart  


 John:  customer service closes at 10 though
man
that's the very worst

 me:  i'm not going back tonight
it is the worst part

 John:  i'd go for you

 me:  thanks
then you'd be gone forever running the same gauntelet taht i did trying to find what i found

 John:  "I'd go to walmart for you....
ya I'd die for you..." (in Bryan Adams voice)

 me:  that's very funny
plus you'd have to find the half chewed on items restocked that luke bit through
not exaggerating
each of the items were damaged
contact lens cases- half chewed open
buttons- plastic wholey with bite marks
sunblock- already applied to spencer's face
elastic-barely recognizable

 John:  haha!
that's awesome

 me:  i'm sorry you're tired
why is that awesome?!
that i'm not exaggerating, each of the missing items has been marked by our children?

 John:  yes

 me:  ya

Poor spelling and typos evidence of just how awesome I think it is.

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Anonymous said…
I love that John started singing to you in the middle of your conversation.... and I love picturing you at Walmart with your kids as Luke demolishes everything you buy before you even buy it.... Miss ya~

Kate Van Voris
May 9, 2012 at 1:32 PM
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