They're digging in the wrong place.
Dec. 9th, 2011 02:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdAt noon, I went to Wal-Mart. I got what I needed (2 apples, a banana, buns and sloppy joe sauce) and then braved the Law-away department. The line snaked into Electronics.
But I got my stuff paid for at 1:08, according to the receipt. The clerk said about half an hour, so I paid for my other stuff (and upon arriving home, discovered she bagged the buns separately and I have left them behind), took it to the car and put the back seats down in preparation.
I went back to Lay-away, my phone dead now, and waited. And waited, and waited some more.
They were looking under the name Hord. My receipt says SPARROW in big letters, and there is a claim number as well.
It took an hour and a half for them to find the 24 inch bright green bike.
I got home at 2:40. *headdesk* I am exhausted.
But I got my stuff paid for at 1:08, according to the receipt. The clerk said about half an hour, so I paid for my other stuff (and upon arriving home, discovered she bagged the buns separately and I have left them behind), took it to the car and put the back seats down in preparation.
I went back to Lay-away, my phone dead now, and waited. And waited, and waited some more.
They were looking under the name Hord. My receipt says SPARROW in big letters, and there is a claim number as well.
It took an hour and a half for them to find the 24 inch bright green bike.
I got home at 2:40. *headdesk* I am exhausted.
