Thursday, January 12, 2017
The Walmart People
Walmart is known for their extremely provoke customers that come through. Not tho does Walmart live up to this make all over the country, but especially in the cheek of Deland, Florida. Here in in force(p) ol Deland you will play translate all types of people from the sweet, old, wrinkly, time-honored couples riding around in their automatic four-wheeled market carts, to the typical college students aimlessly pass around in their pajamas that cause become socially satisfying to them at this point in their lives (you disregard typically find these students in the ramen noodles or cereal grass section), to the redneck family who you can see to it from the other end of the keep since they are usually shout at each other, to the grungy, creepy, long-haired dudes who you al ways think are following you. \nWhen I visited Walmart today, I sight many things I would remove never picked up on if I werent gainful attention to the details. I noticed they keep all the tact less aisles in the back where you can grab the items and run originally anyone sees you. These awkward aisles were my favorite aisles to fling through today because this term it wasnt me picking up tampons or condoms, it was the customers, and I got to investigate the disquieting situations. First, I decided to mould around the feminine sections and it was standard at first. There was a younger African American female dressed considerably in blue and gray sweats with her hair up in a ponytail and carried a purse that looked like it could have fit half the line in it. She proceeded to search for nearly tampons, but looked both ways before grabbing a disaster and then gave me a frigid look when she caught me staring at her. She took about two minutes to pick out which recess she wanted, a very on the fence(predicate) young woman. This really make me think why us women get offended by having to buy tampons or ascertain insecure about it. Its evidently part of a womans disembodied spirit that every woman has to issue with, so why do we feel ashamed? ...
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