Alright. Okay. I admit it. I went to Hell-Mart on Saturday. Forgive me, please.
Tina & I were spending the weekend cleaning the house and getting it ready for Fely’s return on Thursday and the Heathers’ visit next weekend. We needed a rug pad for a couple of the new area rugs we just had bought (at Target) and some 9V batteries for the smoke detectors. As we were up early at 7am and Target didn’t open until 8, we decided to just go to Hell-Mart for those two items and then stop at McSquirtie’s for breakfast. Our checkout experience was uneventful. But, there was nobody else in the store except us and maybe 3 or 4 unshowered bumpkins browsing near the video games. The store hadn’t changed much in the 3 months since I’ve been there. Still blue. Still dirty. Still full of employees who look like Roseanne Roseannadanna on a bad hair day.
I went home and showered.
