Some days it’s worth paying a regular supermarket to avoid that Wal-Mart experience: for example, earlier this week standing in a stale-fart nimbus, asking a fat-a** if she would mind stepping to one side to ponder her choices, allowing the rest of us to use her aisle.
You just can’t be in Wal-Mart after 10:00 am; going early makes it a whole different experience.