Most aggravating trip to Walmart ever.

So we’re having stupid problems with our ancient radiators. As in, they don’t work. So off to Walmart, the only store open at nearly 8:30 on a Saturday night, to purchase a space heater so we don’t freeze to death while we sleep. 

Go in there, research the heaters and end up deciding on a great one that had been clearanced down to $25 from $50. So basically a great heater for an even better price. And we picked up a box of popcorn cause why the fuck not. Joke about telling the cashier we’re experimenting with popping popcorn with a space heater. Talk seriously about popping the popcorn with the heater. Wait in one of the lines. 

When it’s our time to make our purchases the popcorn is rung up first and then the heater. Except the heater rings up as $50. So we tell the cashier that price is wrong, and what price it should’ve been the $25. He turns on his manager call light and then crazy happens. 

The lady in line behind us just looses it. 

“Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me. You gotta wait fa somebady? I go’h places a be. I can’t wait he’uh all nigh’. Why can’ you jus go back there yarsef? This is fuckin ridiculus. Just go back there yaseff. Why can’t you go yasef. Yes, just wok back and do it. I have stuff a do t’nigh.”

So Joe and I are standing there, incredulous. Soon a manager comes over and we tell her the problem. She scans it, and we wait a few minutes. It comes up that the heater is in the system as $50, so that’s the price and that there must have been a different unit. We tell her there is an entire self back there full of them and it says $25.

So she stand there for a few minutes, before telling us ‘sorry’ but that’s the price. Joe says, “I’ll walk back there with you right now. It says it’s $25. A whole self.” And then she responded by getting slightly bitchy,”I can’t. I can’t go back there right now.” And she walks away. 

The entire time this exchange is taking place, that mouthy woman behind us is still talking shit. A constant stream of unintelligible shit. Clearly she has never been made to wait a day in her life. And that’s when I lost it. Cause we for sure shit weren’t going to pay for their mistake. 

“Ya know what, we’ll just cancel the order and go back there to get a different one. That way you can ring HER up!”

And he cancelled the order, and I walked back there with Joe to look at the sign again and double check that we weren’t wrong. And of course, we weren’t. So then I was off to find an associate. I found one. A very nice, quiet gal and told her my problem and she grabbed a scanner and walked over there with us. She scans it and does her thing for awhile before making a face and asking which manager we were talking to. I described her, and the gal nods and then gets on her walkie talkie and I pray she isn’t calling that same manager over. 

I minute or so later a gentlemen comes over, she tells him what’s going on. He looks at the sticker, nods, and tells us that it’s their fault and we can take it up there and it’ll be $25. He walks away. She tells us his name in case there are any problems. I thank her graciously for helping us and we take it back up front. 

Wait in line. Tell the cashier that it should be $25, she gives us a look, and we tell her the manager’s name who told us the adjusted price. And she price overrides it and needs a manager to come over. Not a problem. I totally get it. Except we get the bitchy one from before. She makes a face at us and asked us who told us that. I tell her the other’s name and she makes another face before Joe said, “You can call him if you want.” She makes another face before putting her key in the register and allowing the override. 

That’s right bitch. 

There is nothing more annoying in this world than when I know I’m right, and people tell me I’m not. 

I swear that is the last time I’m going in there if I can help it.