Only at Walmart....
Only at Walmart can you shop in your own town and never see anyone you know. In fact, my Walmart is literally blocks from my house and sometimes it feels like I might as well be at the Walmart in Florida or Ohio or Texas. Who the hell are these people?
Only at Walmart is basil more expensive than a pair of shoes.
Only at Walmart do people (and by people I mean me) feel it's totally appropriate to open up a package of underwear to see it's actual size. (How in the hell does Hanes and Fruit of the Loom expect the consumer to know what a "hipster 6" is?).
Only at Walmart can you get salad, poster board and a mop.
Only at Walmart do you stand in front of the meat section and wonder where the ground beef came from and what the chicken is really all about.
Only at Walmart do you leave feeling not sure if you got good deals or ripped off.
There's no better place for school supplies for sure and it's a great "go-to" for last minute items. But I sincerely wish they could really get the whole package together. I do not expect to pay $6/lb for ground beef at Walmart and I am guessing the rest of their shoppers feel the same...so figure out who you are - cheap? cheap but expensive? Just figure it out - until then, it remains a mystery - a place that you just walk out of and wonder....what just happened????
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