there is a scrawny guy that comes into the WM here occasionally. He dresses in tight jeans and a blouse with puffy sleeves and a an old time strip-show boa, and heavy makeup. He has no hips so he swings his shoulders. I have watched him get out of his car. He composes himself and makes motions like smoothing the skirt he isn’t wearing, looks around, takes a noticeable breath and steps out toward the store. He sashays across the parking lot as if he were in front of the lights and cameras at a celebrity do. The guy is either 50 or amphetamine 35.
Good Lord! I saw an “other-kin” at Target a few months ago that looked like this. A little child nearby was clearly baffled, you could tell by the look on her face.
Ok, I am so thankful there are no Walmarts in LA. Okay, the is one ... but it is in the absolute worst ,crime ridden area of LA that i would never go.
LA is essentially Walmart free ... yes, we have other problems.