Oh Where, Oh Where Have All The Circus Freaks Gone?
Answer....... wal-mart, wal-mart, .........fuckin' wal-mart!!!!! I've been to the Rolla wal-mart a million times, but today I had an extra-special experience. After I picked up The Wookie from the vet, I went to Wal-Mart to get his insulin and 100 syringes. Yes, that's right. The Wookie's diabetes has taken a turn for the worse and I now have to inject him with insulin twice a day. So, before I went to pick up The Wook, I had just finished lifting and hadn't eaten in too long, so I was already a little edgy. I went to the counter at the good ol' wal-mart pharmacy and said:
"I'm here to pick up a prescription for my cat. Insulin and syringes, uhh for diabetes"
This fat bitch behind the counter with the hairy CHIN looked at me with a pretentious smile, as if her position was something demanding my respect and said:
"Your cat has diabetes, that's funny."
I could feel the veins in my neck bulge, but was able to contain my response to:
"Yeah, it's fucking hilarious, isn't it?"
I grabbed the bag out of her fat, puffy hand; noticing a ring that looked as if it had been grown around, nearly to the point of disappearing, kind of like how a tree grows around a knot, or like the bark bulges and grows around a tree's limb that has been hacked off.
At this point I was feeling overly judgmental, so I decided to look around. I mean I really just walked around for a minute and watched the fuckin' circus roll by.
I have never seen so many missing teeth, pregnant 14-year-olds, mullets, 2-inch-thick glasses, people that are sooooo fucking fat that they can't walk but rather ride a little cart, saggy tits, leathery skin, gangster wanna-be's, pimped-out shit-wagons, and wandering eyes in my whole fucking life. Or at least, not since I lived in the CWE and had to shop at the Lindell Schnucks (minus the mullets of course). Un-fucking-beleivable.
I guess I had just gotten used to that shit.
Rollafied.
P.S. for those interested, The wookie seems to like the new place a lot better (I just moved him here today after the vet), and took the first shot well. It's like he didn't even notice. That made me happy.
"I'm here to pick up a prescription for my cat. Insulin and syringes, uhh for diabetes"
This fat bitch behind the counter with the hairy CHIN looked at me with a pretentious smile, as if her position was something demanding my respect and said:
"Your cat has diabetes, that's funny."
I could feel the veins in my neck bulge, but was able to contain my response to:
"Yeah, it's fucking hilarious, isn't it?"
I grabbed the bag out of her fat, puffy hand; noticing a ring that looked as if it had been grown around, nearly to the point of disappearing, kind of like how a tree grows around a knot, or like the bark bulges and grows around a tree's limb that has been hacked off.
At this point I was feeling overly judgmental, so I decided to look around. I mean I really just walked around for a minute and watched the fuckin' circus roll by.
I have never seen so many missing teeth, pregnant 14-year-olds, mullets, 2-inch-thick glasses, people that are sooooo fucking fat that they can't walk but rather ride a little cart, saggy tits, leathery skin, gangster wanna-be's, pimped-out shit-wagons, and wandering eyes in my whole fucking life. Or at least, not since I lived in the CWE and had to shop at the Lindell Schnucks (minus the mullets of course). Un-fucking-beleivable.
I guess I had just gotten used to that shit.
Rollafied.
P.S. for those interested, The wookie seems to like the new place a lot better (I just moved him here today after the vet), and took the first shot well. It's like he didn't even notice. That made me happy.
posted by Willkommen in meine Lieblingszeitverschwendung at 10:18 PM
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