jmanpc
5,000+ posts
CA.com Nostalgist.
So this morning, I was supposed to come into work at 9 o'clock. As I get to the place where I'm supposed to meet the training supervisor, they're having a store meeting. If you know your Wal-Mart geography, it is being held in the room in the back of the store where the Site-to-Store pick up and bathrooms are. So there are about 50 people crowded in and around this room.
I'm on the outskirts of this meeting, because it was already in progress when I showed up. An old lady pushing a buggy, who was four foot nothing and looked like she was 109, walked up to someone behind me and asked in a rather loud voice "Whar's the bathroom??" He pointed into the room where everyone was standing and told her it was on the right. She proceeded to putz along to the bathroom, and about 10 seconds after she passed by me, I started to frown.
The stench that followed her smelled like 2 month old rotten tuna casserole dipped in vinegar, rolled in diarrhea and topped with burnt hair. She had definitely shat herself. Everyone in her wake immediately started gagging.
Welcome to Wal-Mart.
I'm on the outskirts of this meeting, because it was already in progress when I showed up. An old lady pushing a buggy, who was four foot nothing and looked like she was 109, walked up to someone behind me and asked in a rather loud voice "Whar's the bathroom??" He pointed into the room where everyone was standing and told her it was on the right. She proceeded to putz along to the bathroom, and about 10 seconds after she passed by me, I started to frown.
The stench that followed her smelled like 2 month old rotten tuna casserole dipped in vinegar, rolled in diarrhea and topped with burnt hair. She had definitely shat herself. Everyone in her wake immediately started gagging.
Welcome to Wal-Mart.
