March 9, 2009

Why I am angry at “Walmart”…

I put it in quotes because I am bitter. Anyway, I have this friend named Adam. He lives far away, and works for the anger-causing Walmart. Walmart decided to hate me last week.

Now, I do shop at Walmart, not all the time, and I prefer Target. But, preferences have nothing to do with my reason for anger.

Adam has spring break coming up soon, and was planning a trip to see my family. He is a close friend of my brother’s, and has become a close friend of mine.

He was supposed to get here on Thursday, March 12, in the evening. Making Friday, March 13, his first full day with us.

He asked for the time off. Thought everything was fine. Until he saw the schedule for this week. They scheduled him anyway, because it’s inventory season and mandatory for everyone. Lame. He asked for the time off, NOT knowing it was inventory time. So it’s not like he was trying to get out of that, it’s spring break!

Sigh. So, since Friday was supposed to be his first full day here, and Walmart caused my weekend to be filled with Adam-absence, I refuse to walk in those doors at all that day. I don’t care if I need toothpaste at 12:03 a.m. Cuz, well, I’z an angry munkie.

That put a dent in my week, so I’m gonna put a dent (a small one, but a dent is a dent…) in their bank account. Help make the dent bigger? Grrr…

Ya know what they say about angry munkies, right?… They’re vicious.