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Who’s With Me?
I have never been in love with Wal-Mart. I don’t care for their yellow smiley face trademark, their GreatValue branding or the way they nudge out every small business in their vicinity. But I could never be as self-righteous about the superstore as I would have liked. Because I kept shopping there. Despite poor customer service. At. Every. Visit. Despite low quality produce. Despite long waits because only three of the thirty-four check out lines are ever open. I think I have kept telling myself that their costs are lower. That it’s just so convenient to buy everything in one place. That my options were limited. But tonight, as I…
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No Longer
No longer will I look scornfully upon you when I notice your child walking down the street wearing only one flip flop. Maybe your daughter just tripped on her left flip flop, took it off and used her teeth to try to “fix” the problem, thus creating a new problem – a completely unwearable piece of footwear. And maybe you were only a block or so away from your car anyway so it just made more sense to walk back to the car with her one shoe-less than to really address the problem on the street with four other children in addition to the one-shoe-wonder walking down the street.No longer…
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No Longer
No longer will I pass judgement upon you when I hear your kid screaming six aisles over while shopping at Wal-Mart. Perhaps you have just run over your daughter’s hand with the grocery cart and that is the reason for her ear-piercing wails.No longer will I assume you are lazy when I see you leave your shopping cart in the parking lot, far away from the cart return place. Maybe you just left the store without finishing your full purchasing potential because your daughter’s hand was crushed and your infant son needed to eat and your six year old daughter had just informed you that your toddler’s car seat had…
