July 20, 2009

  • A different shopping experience

    As you may know friends, I don't always blog about photography.  Why, cause frankly I get bored about blogging about the same old thing.  So, every once and awhile, I express an opinion.  Some say it is more like being opinionated, but hey, what the heck, it is my blog right?
    So, this week, after close to 7 years in the waiting, our local once thriving shopping center that was torn down made way for a spanky new Walmart.  The Walmart that I usually frequent is 2 miles in the opposite direction and they closed it for the new, super duper, fancy schmancy, food inclusive Walmart two miles south of the old Walmart.  Confused? 
    The buzz around town for the past few months is all about the new Walmart opening up.  One stop shopping.... yada yada yada.  Of course I wait until day 2 to inspect this man made all purpose giant.  Finding a spot rather close, I thought it was a good sign since it appeared the heavens were going to open up at any minute.  Entering through the garden department, I proceeded slowly as to engulf myself with the Walmart experience.  Close to ten minutes into the store, I came to one conclusion..... I hate it.
    Here is why:
    Dull lighting.  What up with that?  Can't they make it bright and cheery?
    Warehouse Feel.  Yep, grey cement floors.
    Screaming babies.  Two words, NOT MINE!
    Meat and Chicken Department:  Nothing to write home about.  Mostly empty (opening crowds I suspect)
    Banannas:  The only fruit I like...... All spotted and old.  OR so green they may be ripe by Halloween.
    Crowds:  Who brings all of their kids and your grandmother?
    Music:  None
    Ambiance:  On a scale of 1-10........ maybe a 1
    Cheaper:  Yes, but not on everything

    Having said all of this, I went with the intention of getting the mother load of groceries.  Instead, I spent $62.  $7 of that was insecticide for my roses! 

    As I headed back to my car, the heavens opened up and buckets of water filled the parking lot along with thunder and lightening.  A sure sign that perhaps I will head back to my local Shop Rite, where a very nice old gentleman greets me at the door and hands me a flyer.  I will shop and spend more money, but I will shop in peace with some background music that I find myself humming long after I leave the store.  At least they will have the boneless chicken that I am looking for and the local high school kid willing to bag my bananas!
    Sometimes change is not so good!
    Stay well!
    d