Wal-Mart is Crazy

I used to say Wal-Mart was hell, now I think it's just an an insane asylum that happens to turn a profit. I went there yesterday to look at patio furniture, I would have gone somewhere else, but I 'm not really sure where you can go to get patio furniture other than Wally-World.

So first off, being at Wal-Mart, I was constantly assualted by the loud, incomprehensible annoncements that blared over the speakers at 30 second intervals. No really I counted.

I manage to locate some patio furniture, and then corral one of the employees and tell them I want to buy it.

His response "The register is over there."

I point out that it comes packaged in a large crate, and that it would be rather difficult to get it over to the register. He walks over to it and begins to examine the crate and rips a little barcode sticker off of it and hands it to me.

"Here, tell them you want this. They'll ring it up, then bring me the reciept and I'll load it." Wow they have process, I'm impressed.

So I go to pay for it and it rings up at HALF the price the is on the price tag outside. I'm thinking "Great the guy gave me the wrong Barcode," but then I notice right there ont he screen it says "Price Reduction 50% Discount" That was just too weird. I mean did eveyone else who bought this patio set just get screwed? 50% is like a clearence price.
I take it back out to the guy, who immediately questions the price. I show him right on the reciept where it says that there is a 50% discount. I really thought he was going to say "Fuck It" but remembered he was at work and mumbled something to the effect of "That can't be right."

He appears to give up on life at this point but then proceeds to help Phlome and I load the patio set. Well okay Sorta.

Right as we begin to load it, another Wal-Mart guy comes up The two guys begin to argue. I'm not sure about what. Apparently one guy didn't want the other guy to tell him what to do, but it seems like all he told him was "They want to see you up front." In any case, the original guy storms of in a huff and the new guy helps us load the furniture. Which was better anyway, this guy actually HAD a box blade to help take apart the crate.

To top off the craziness a second smaller patio table was in with the set that I bought. So now thanks to Wal-Mart quality control and lazy employees I have 2 patio tables.