more empty shelves
There is a bit of overlap if you look and see the three shining gold
packages of cheese to the left of this photo
and the middle of the first photo.
Walmart Fail: Empty Shelves
Sure, it was late on Saturday night. But, there is no excuse for empty shelves all week! I wanted Kraft Medium Cheddar Cheese Chunk, 8 oz. There was none this week at Walmart. Tonight, I was angry when I saw the empty shelves. I asked a young guy for the manager over the food department. Well, he is gone until Monday. However, the young guy said they ordered cheese and WalMart in Arkansas denied the order.
Once before, I could not find my cheese of choice because they only order 12 at a time of what I wanted and sold out before I could get there at night. I asked him with a bit of edge and sarcasm if he did not think it might be a good idea to order 12 (or whatever amount) for a store this large that was out of that cheese about 16 hours each day. They ordered 4 times as much and although the cheese runs low, it is never this low.
This is the largest Walmart Supercenter, or so I hear, in North Alabama. We have a tire and car repair center, a huge grocery center, and a garden center that has three sections. So, why can't I have cheese?
(Written three weeks ago.) About 7:30 Thursday morning I was walking fast to go and feed the hens. As I rounded the corner of the house and was ducking to go under the clothesline, I caught a glimpse of a huge spider web. I ducked a little further and off to one side, trying to sidestep a 3 foot spider web. I heard the web when I split it. As I continued to the hens, I fought the web on my arms, nightgown, and face.
After I fed the hens, I tried to get the sticky web off my glasses and hair. The web had completely enveloped my hair that was freshly washed but dry. I also spent a good deal of time trying to flick the spider off my hair and off my gown. Well, it could have been on me!
Once in the house, for hours I could feel the spider crawling over me. You know how that goes. I was a nervous wreck. About four hours later when I tried to comb my hair, it was as though I had sprayed it with hairspray. Nasty. At least I was going to wash it again tonight!
It will take me months to get over looking for a spider between the clothes line and the bushes. Maybe the third time I crashed into it discouraged him, as it is no longer in that location. I did warn exbf that it was over the entrance to the steps leading to the basement.
(Written two weeks ago) At this point, it appears I lost $180. Keep your fingers crossed that I find it. OOOPS! No, I found it in the console where I put it because I had it in my pocket! That was 18 hours of my searching every nook and cranny of my purse and places I might have put it in the house...whew.
Have you had your share of surprises, fails, and near fails. Entertain me. Anyone want a spider?