Good morning. Happy Twosday!
I see kitteh is going to boldly go where no kitteh has gone before.
Twosday it is!
I made it to Walmart but as usual, there is one Goofy Gus with a ginormous truck, pulling a 200’ long trailer that makes the right turn and merges into traffic because my tiny little SUV should automatically give him the right-of-way, even though that is MY right.
It wasn’t bad enough that I managed to be ahead of him, he had to keep his brights on, just to show me, boy! To make awful things worse, I got to Walmart and realized I had left my phone home.
But wait! There’s more! Walmart was not only out of the 24-bottle cases of water (as they have been for the last month) but today, they were out of the 40 bottles of water. One guy was stocking that aisle (I have no clue what with) but I mentioned in passing that I guessed I wouldn’t get any water. He said everyone was out of it.
No, said I, I’ll stop at Lin’s on the way home and get some. “THEY’VE got WATER???”
They stack it outside so I just pulled as close to the stack as I could get, went in and paid for two cases and put them in the truck.
But Walmart was also out of the little ice cream cups that I like (Second Breakfast, when I take my second dose of morphine.) I don’t know who else sells those, so I settled for some Klondike Bars.
That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.