Shopping for binders was never so much fun...

So i'm at Wal Mart earlier, I had to pick some stuff up. *I'm SORRY Jenny...yes, I still shop at Wal Mart* It's back to school shopping time, and since i'm going back to school...it's a given. However, as I'm wandering the aisles, I begin to notice the other people around me, and the strange things they are doing.

Like for example, this one woman is muttering incessantly to herself about binders. Looking desperately for a 2 inch binder amidst the display. And since i'm enjoying the craziness, I put my shopping on hold to stay and watch the show.

I doubt she has noticed me, because she hasnt stopped talking to herself, OR adjusted her voice tone. Although....she was So involved in looking for her 2 inch binder, that I highly doubt she would have noticed if a stampede of wild elephants ran through the store.

So she's rummaging through the shelf...like a kid who's rummaging through their Halloween candy looking for something really good. She's talking about 1 and a half inch binders, and how that's not what she needs...she needs a 2 inch binder which are ONE display over, however, her rambling sounded something like this "...not 1 and a half inch.....2 inch.....not 6 bucks...come on where are they?"

Of course, the 2 inch binder shelf had all the 2 inch binders you could ever possibly want, but what I gathered from her conversation with herself, was that she was NOT going to pay 6 dollars for a 2 inch binder, and rightly so, neither would I...but i'm pretty quiet about it.

After at LEAST 5 minutes...that's right, I watched for 5 minutes, and I'll admit it, I had nothing better to do, she finally stops, takes a step back, puts her hands on her hips and looks down the aisle, and says "They dont have any, I cant fucking believe this"

This is the point in time when she looks the other direction down the aisle *the direction i'm standing in* and she finally notices me....of course I try to look busy, like havent been watching her for the last 5 minutes, and she doesnt say anything, but she glares at me....And she gives me the "slit eye"....you know that look, that evil look where you narrow your eyes...I INVENTED that look...and she turns on her feet and storms away.

I got a GOOD kick out of it, but she knew for sure that I was watching her, I didnt do a very good job of being convincing that I was looking in the same aisle for something.....I didnt end up buying anything, but she definitely gave me something to blog about.