I wasn’t sure if my Walmart adventure would be worth an entire post, so I tweeted about it last night. However, I need to let out my rage.

Yesterday I went to Walmart to pick up a headset (with a microphone) for TOP SECRUT REASONS (which will probably be revealed later today) and to pick up a prescription of syringes for my diabetic cat. Up until yesterday, I had never had a problem with Walmart – in fact, I actually liked Walmart. SUCH IS NO LONGER THE CASE.

Upon arriving at Walmart (which is twenty minutes away from my house and in a very shady neighborhood), I was simply thrilled to waltz in and acquire my $24.82 headset. First, however, I had to go over to the pharmacy and get my cat’s syringes. I handed the doctor’s prescription to the (somewhat unpleasant) lady behind the counter and expected to be done. She gave me an odd look and then turned over to her accomplice and asked him a question which I wasn’t able to hear. “We don’t have these,” she said. FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU-

Not a good start to my adventure. I then walked over to the “Electronics” section of the store and made a visit to the “Computer Accessories” aisle. My headset was nowhere to be found – BLASPHEMY. As I started to walk away (ANGRILY), I saw a woman with a Walmart shirt on and decided that I’d ask her just in case I somehow missed the headset. “Excuse me, would you happen to have the Microsoft LifeChat LX-3000 headset? It’s made for use with computers.” Her response was, “I don’t know what that is. But if we do have it, it would be over there.” She pointed over to the “Cell Phone Accessories” aisle. I facepalm’d and walked away.

Determined to make the trip worthwhile, I walked back over to the pharmacy and asked them to double check to see if they had the right syringes. Apparently they missed something, because they came back with a box of syringes. Flawless victory – OR SO I THOUGHT. Even though they clearly had the syringes ready for me to take home, they made me wait twenty-five minutes. What a waste of time.

When I got home, I placed the syringes on my counter. My mom looked at them and said, “These aren’t the right kind. And they charged you $20 extra.”

…Fuck you, Walmart.

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