Yesterday I spent several hours on a local lake with a buddy. His eyes are very bad but he won’t admit it.
This morning I saw him in Wal Mart - I was about ten feet away from him and looked him in the eyes. He didn’t acknowledge me so I followed him around for a while - he apparently never saw me.
This pisses me off! Maybe I should find another fishing partner.
At least he won’t be able to rat you out when you tell a “one that got away story” 
Hell, we’re both far to old to bother telling fish stories anymore.
If he catches more fish than you, he could be the ideal fishing partner. You could make a show of measuring his fish and then tell him his fish are under size and pretend to throw them back while keeping them for yourself. 
It’s not like stealing from a blind man if you tell yourself that you’re doing it just to find out if he can really see. And if he can’t see what you’re doing, he couldn’t see properly to scale and fillet them so he could cut himself, which you’re saving him from doing by removing the fish from him.
You’re really just a Good Samaritan. With extra fish.
One is never too old to tell a good story, remind yourself that its for the inspiration, edification, and upliftment of future generations… yeah, thats the ticket…
OK, I’ll put it another way - we are both too good at it to have to tell stories about our fishing.
When people stand right in the middle of the aisle at the video department or anywhere else in the grocery store and remain oblivious to everyone who is trying to get past them!!
That is a problem I run into pretty often, but in defense of some of them, the older one gets, the farther from a label one must be in order to read it. (If you want to sell alot of product, put large lettering on the label…) I hear Campbell’s is doing well with its “large type” alphabet soup.
I think the people Truce is refering to are not the ones with vision problems - they are the ones who choose these aisles to “socialize” and either ignore all others or are oblivious to the rest of us.
I know, just can’t help making a joke.
The ones who piss me off are three times normal size overall and six plus times oversized in the arse, who park their trolleys broadside across the aisle and block the rest with their ginormous arses as they attempt to bend down to reach something three feet off the ground, which they can barely reach because they’re so bloody fat!
When they’re not doing that they’re leaning their massive puffing bodies on their trolleys and moving at a snail’s pace to create the maximum obstruction or waitng for a small child to pass to ask it to get stuff off the bottom shelf which they can’t reach without an engine crane being employed to get them up again.
They are just practising for when they’re so morbidly obese that they need an electric scooter to get around, which enables them to block the whole bloody aisle whether they’re stationary or not, largely with their elephantine arses spilling over both sides of the seat.
The only positive is that I never encounter them in the fruit and vegetable or fresh meat sections where I do my main food shopping as they’re too busy filling up their trolleys with biscuits (cookies in US) and ice cream and chocolates and oven bake potato chips and everything else with huge amounts of fat and sugar which doesn’t require any effort to make it edible.
Hey RS, sounds like you shop at Wal-Mart.:mrgreen:
It’s now closed, but I swear to God I had what must of been the worst Wal-Mart ever around the corner from me. The isles were always impassable and stuffed with bins and displays of utter crap flanked by creepy, rude white trash. It’s been replaced by a much nicer, state-of-the-art one. I’m not a huge fan of Wal-Mart, but I do occasionally buy stuff there mostly of an automotive nature. As for everything else, I prefer Target or one of the local above (the national) average supermarkets that are well run like Wegmans or Tops…
The Wally World near me is quite the spectacle on Saturdays, good luck getting anywhere through the aisles, and no matter what you might want to get from the shelf, someone will pull up right in front of it and stand staring around just before you get to it. The designers did not allow for two scooters passing each other in the same aisle (they failed to account for the overhang factor) I go on Monday mornings, its a ghost town.
Wal Mart is, for us, the only game in town. If you want a laugh go to U-Tube and find a song called “Wal Martians”.
Me confused. But then, Me not American … Yours from Yerp, JR.
First time I stepped in to a Wally World was something spectacular to me, mind you I was a young Irish lad who though Quinnsworth or Dunnes Stores were big at the time, oh how little Ireland has caught up with the times now.
Kmart was the place I avoided, Super-K more so, never came out of a Kmart unbruised.
Ah the well known, thumb up bum, brain in neutral moment.
Rest assured this is an international problem. I often spend many an hour cursing the overweight sub-human wastes of skin that jam up the aisles in Tescos, that will occupy the entire aisle with their trolley, or as you’re trying to get by will move their trolley into your path. Why do they do this? Do their brains shut down upon entering the supermarket? And why is it unacceptable for me to have a go at them and inform them of the deficiences in their DNA?
I agree with all of the stated Walmart issues, but, to be fair, I worked for them for a short while a few years ago and found that it was not a bad place. Although the store I worked in had over a 90% turn over each year in employees I attribute that to the local workforce and the work ethic of newer generations.
I also lived in Arkansas for several years and knew people who knew the founder and the original family, they said good things about them. I think the problems come from the fact that Walmart is now so large.
My town is small (about 13,000) and rural so Walmart is all we have. Fortunately it is a “Super Store” - meaning it is open 24 hours, shopping there after midnight avoids most problems.