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GROCERY STORE RANT
I Might be a Grinch
And now I’m stuck with 80 “mint scented” bags as punishment
Going into my local Super Walmart at this time of the year is not something I look forward to. Well actually, I don’t enjoy going in there at any time, it makes me grumpy having to navigate that place, but the holidays are the worst.
There are bell ringers holding red buckets with their incessant ding a ling a ling, ding a ling a ling, ding a ling a ling all damn day long, making the sensory overload that is shopping even worse.
I’m more likely to throw some coins in their buckets if they stop making all that noise with those fucking bells, but even then I don’t because I refuse to support the Salvation Army.
Anyway, nobody deserves to be harassed by people with bells just because they are unfortunate enough to have to go to the store, but it seems that people are willing to put up with it even though nobody particularly likes it.
I do all I can to avoid Walmart during the hours that the bell ringers are there so I don’t have to put up with their crap. I wonder sometimes if I’m just old and grumpy except that the toll that noise takes on me is real.
The bell ringing feels like an assault, because I am unable to actually get…
