No Money For You

I’m always worried when strangers ask me for me. Over the last year I’ve noticed it’s been happening more, and I’ve become used to the faces of those who as me for cash and remind them they’ve asked me before and to go away.
So what happened to me at Wal-Mart (yes, Wal-Mart…again) last night didn’t surprise me when a strange approached me for money. How it ended, however, took me by surprise. A tall man, probably in his mid-50’s, walked by me as I was walking to my truck. He appeared to be talking on his phone. As I opened my door, he briskly turned around and said, “Excuse me, brother.” I looked at him, stone-faced, hoping this would give him the hint that I didn’t want anything to do with him.
He continues to say he was booted out of a hotel by a Pakistani hotel manager from a hotel and was fused help from the church across the street. The church across the street is Victory Church, which has an associated with Oral Roberts University. Somehow I don’t think they refused to help him. Not sure what the race of the hotel manager has to do with anything (which I’m sure was a lie). He said he needed exactly $40.30 to get a new hotel room. I told him I had no cash on me. Then he said “you can turn that plastic into paper”; told him I had only $10 in my account till Friday.
He continued to press me for money, kept calling me his brother. Finally I said “I’m not your brother. We are not related.” His response; “Oh, that’s a Christian way of saying we are all one.”
My response……”I’m Jewish”. He said thank you and walked away, picking up his fake phone call.
Unreal. A homeless idiot is too proud to ask for money from someone he thought was Jewish. What a tool. Karma will get him. By the way, how many homeless people have cell phones?

My Black Friday at Wal-Mart

I love and hate Wal-Mart, and last night’s Black Friday at my local Supercenter was proof of that.  I attempted to purchase a BluRay player that was marked down to $49.  When I got to the check out the cashier scanned the player, mumbled something, and proceed to throw the box in a bin behind her. 

“Uh, what are you doing?” I asked politely. “You can’t buy that until after midnight,” she replied with a tone of defiance and distain.  “Yeah, the why the F*&^ was it out on the floor before midnight.”  No response.

I could go on about her and her seemingly disgusting social skills and lack of personal hygiene. But this is about Wal-Mart on Black Friday.  The store I shopped at laid out items for sales that apparently couldn’t be bought until after midnight.  Its bad enough I had the itch to start my Christmas shopping early, but give me a break. I’m not going to Wal-Mart at 10pm (the advertised start time of their Black Friday event) then stick around till midnight to get a $50 BluRay player or a $200 HDTV.  So I left.  I returned this morning to find three pallets loaded with those same BluRay players and at least a few hundred of the $200 HDTV’s. You lost a sale, Wal-Mart, because you couldn’t get out of your own way to give me, THE CUSTOMER, what I wanted when I wanted it. I wonder how many other fools got caught in the time vortex of Wal-Mart’s time sensitive sale.  Morons.   

Merry Christmas everyone.

            

Hmmmmm.....

Not sure why, but the last set of responses I received to my year-old post were in Japaneese. Appreciate the love, Japan. Then again, if you said something nasty to me I wouldn't know it.

Where Have I Been????

Time to post some new thoughts very, very soon :-)

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