glenmar
Posted : 1/1/2007 10:04:22 AM
I try to avoid Walmart, but gosh darn it, there are some things that I just can't afford to buy from the regular grocery......a quart of creamer at walmart is 98 cents.......it's 2.69 at the grocery. Yes, the cheap stuff is a store brand and not a "name" brand, but it all tastes the same to me and when I can almost get three at wallyworld for what I'd pay for ONE at the grocery, sorry it's a no-brainer.
We had to go one Saturday last month to pick up DH's RX....again, sorry if I can pay $4 at Walmart as opposed to $27 at RiteAid, well, I've gotta do what I've gotta do......the pickup truck was parked not IN the parking lot but on the approach to it....selling the sickliest looking pit bull pups I'd ever seen. My first stop was customer service...they called the manager who went out immediately and said since they weren't IN the parking lot persay, he couldn't throw them out. Called the police who said, well, gee, it's all private property (this Walmart is in a little strip mall) so they couldn't do anything........so being royally ticked by then I just parked right near his truck and waited until he got people to stop and then strolled over to start asking questions. Now I don't know all the RIGHT questions to ask regarding pitties, but I threw in OFA certified hips in the parents, eyes, etc and made people nervous enough about the health of the parents and lines that no one was buying while I was there
] And, I ticked the guy off enough that he started to threaten me. Hey....private property and I have as much right to be in this parking lot as you do......the police were "patrolling" to make him uncomfortable enough to leave and the officer just happened to see him get in my face and start screaming and waving his fist at me.
He told the officer that I was interfering with his right to do business. I told the officer I was merely asking the pertinant questions regarding the health and temperments of his breeding pair, their parents, grandparents, etc, wanting to know what vaccines that the 6 week old pups had had, had they been wormed, etc. The officer made him pack up his pups and leave AND sited him for not having them confined to a crate, but rather loose in the back of the covered pickup truck.
I'm not a very big person....5'4" or 5'5" depending on who measures me, and a size 6 or 8 depending on the cut of the clothes. This guy was well over 6 foot tall, built like a marine and mean. The officer laughed that I must have the "biggest set of balls" he'd ever seen to stand up to that guy. About this time DH comes out from finishing the shopping and is floored to hear from the cop that I just stood my ground against this guy who he was finally able to run off for threatening me. Of course I got a rather unpleasant tongue lashing from the DH for putting myself at risk, but the officer has a brother who is a REAL breeder of mals and he gently told DH that I'd done good!
One down....a zillion left to intimidate. BIG, BAD me! it's us little ones ya gotta look out for!