Forgive me, readers, for I have sinned. I went to Walmart on Sunday. Immediately upon entering the store, I started feeling queasy. My friend Mollie turned to me and said, "I feel like I'm going to throw up." It must have been something in the air. And that was before I checked my e-mail and found this apostrophe catastrophe that Jennifer sent in from the Huntsville, Alabama, Walmart:
Two Father's Day-related apostrophe catastrophes from Walmart? What are the odds? Pretty high, I suppose.
I feel so guilty. But their prices are so cheap...
Thanks, Jennifer!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
I Have a Horrible Confession to Make
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Well, I hope you learned your lesson and will NEVER step foot in Walmart again. It supports child labor in China, abuse of their workers in the U.S. (especially women!), and takes advantage of all locations by making promises of helping local economies, but ends up costing the tax payers money! Like Barbara Ehrenreich said in her book, "if you're getting a bargain, someone else is paying for it"!
I know. I have seen the documentary. I do feel guilty about shopping there, but I only spent $20, and I promise to never go there again.
Coming from Wal-Mart Dad's [sic], this does not surprise me. Hehe.
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