Combat Shopping
Dec. 24th, 2008 07:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
valarltdI now understand the thrill.
Never before (and hopefully never again) have I been to Wal-Mart half an hour before closing on Christmas Eve.
We needed lasagna and salad, bread and oranges, candy and glue.
We got them all, despite near-misses in running over unattended children.
Then the line...oh dear Bird, the line. But once the person who thought 35<20 got out of the line, we did fine.
I was all giddy in the parking lot, like I'd just come off a roller coaster or evaded death or something much more strenuous than simply acquiring a lasagna.
I swear, it was an endorphin rush.
Never again.
Never before (and hopefully never again) have I been to Wal-Mart half an hour before closing on Christmas Eve.
We needed lasagna and salad, bread and oranges, candy and glue.
We got them all, despite near-misses in running over unattended children.
Then the line...oh dear Bird, the line. But once the person who thought 35<20 got out of the line, we did fine.
I was all giddy in the parking lot, like I'd just come off a roller coaster or evaded death or something much more strenuous than simply acquiring a lasagna.
I swear, it was an endorphin rush.
Never again.
