Walmart, Again

Since I write so much about my Walmart experiences, you may be beginning to wonder exactly how much time I spend there. Easy. WAY TOO MUCH!

I was looking for some maple flavored sausage pattys, not quite sure why they were not with the breakfast meats, but whatever. When I was down by the milk area, I heard,

"Chirp chirp chirp!"

If it were the winter time, I would have wondered why a bird was in Walmart, but since the garden area is opening, it is not uncommon for a bird to sneak into the store. My main fear was getting pooped on, so as I walked, I glanced up. I spent the whole walk doing this very thing, and I noticed the chirps were getting louder. It's hard to look for sausage pattys while trying to make sure you don't get pooped on. Walk, walk, walk, chirp, chirp, chirp. I am lucky I didn't run into anyone.

Then, the chirp was right next to me. What the hell? Then I saw him. No, not a bird, but a dumb-a@@ Walmart worker, who happened to be stocking, yes, the maple flavored sausage pattys. Ughhhhh!! He was chirping like a bird. Like a read bird, and doing a fine imitation of it too. I was not so happy with the WM worker, but then, after a while I figured out that really, I was more unhappy with myself who walked around the whole cooler section trying to avoid a non-existent bird from pooping on my head.