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Lost in a Parking Lot.
Lost in a Parking Lot. Sooo...I had to go to Wally World tonight...That place is one of those things that just never fails to amaze me at times. It just needs a hurdy gurdy playing over the intercom and voila! Instant circus. I wheeled around of a bit, looking at everything except what I went to get, shopping, people watching. Got my goods procured and headed to the check out. One cashier, fifty people. The bank of self serve kiosks on the end near where I parked were closed, so I hauled myself to the grocery side of the store and waited in line to check myself out. Clever of them to capitalize on folks impatience like that. Why pay a cashier? I've always thought all those other register stations were just for slowing down shoplifters. As I was standing there in line, I started having a hot flash that felt a lot like I might have been standing in the middle of the Gobi. Well, goody. Finally make it to the kiosk, pay for my things and started walking all the way back down that empty bank of checkout stands. Out into the parking lot where there was at least a breeze blowing. I start looking around for Mrs.'s Jeep. It's not there. So my directionally challenged self went the wrong way to look for it, because I just naturally do shit like that. Walked ALLLL the way to the opposite end of the parking lot. Went to where I thought it should be. No Jeep. My head exploded. "Fuck me to death, I know I locked it. Did I maybe park in the wrong place and get towed? Shit! Fuck! Omg, I'm dead. I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead...she is going to kill me and I will be dead. Shit." So then comes the logical side to the rescue. What is the procedure for having one's vehicle stolen off a parking lot, this is all new territory for me and I am now pacing, because that is what I do when I am stressed out. Stalking up and down the rows of cars, looking and pressing the lock button waiting for that familiar horn. So I get about half way across the parking lot, and think well...I might as well call them and let them know that the Jeep is missing. Start looking for a place to prop my purse so I can fish my phone out. Happen to look to my right. Found the jeep. All they way down on the opposite end of the parking lot. Shit like this is why I should not be let loose without a keeper. Who knew going senile would be such a good workout. I stomped around in that parking lot for 25 minutes. I'm running away from home for the weekend, you guys be good! Love and Peace "Shall I tell you the secret of the true scholar? It is this: every man I meet is my master in some point, and in that I learn of him." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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In a perverse and twisted way, I actually DO enjoy people watching at Wally World. I lose my car at the HUGE parking lot at work ALL the time, since I arrive at such wildly varying times. I now specifically force myself to STOP, and take note of where I parked. Sports, on HNW She Did It Busted My Cherry Suits, on HNW [post 3312759] My Private Blog - Tell Me ALL Your Secrets
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Thank Dog...I'm not that heavy into sometimers... Yet...Both Stanley and Lucille are kinda hard not to spot...If they weren't where I thought I had left them...I'd probably freak out...Be on the phone to the Popo for sure...
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I LOVE Wally world, it's a must-do any time I'm in the US. Next time I go I'm going to wear one leg of me zip off shorts and leave some loo roll hangin oot me breeks, just so that I fit in a little better........
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How many roads must a lady travel down before she admits she's lost?
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I'm directionally challenged as well... that's why I usually park in the same area when I go to certain places. If I don't, I'm usually fucked. Thoughts from the Garden...
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Jeep?? I have one!!...mine is cherry red! Whenever I go to wally World, they never have enough cashiers open but I never saw the self check-out closed....I don't know how to use THEM!!
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