No great, heart-warming story that transcends the boundaries of age, race, or financial situation to illuminate a rare, beautiful, blessed moment that makes you realize that being alive is a priceless gift ever starts out that way does it.
So, we were checking out. after choosing the cashier that had the least number of visible, open sores, the most teeth etc. Some young-ish, really tall, whorish looking girl, that closely resembled a garbage bag stuffed full of Crisco walked to an empty checkout lane next to us.
A quick diversion is in order here; she wasn't all that fat, but hanging off her freakishly tall skeleton was that weird, mushy, droopy fat that I can only imagine is possible by never having eaten anything that came directly from an animal or a living plant. I would imagine that every dining experience she ever had, started by opening a plastic bag, or saying "I'll have a ..."
Anyway, she proceeds to lay her infant son(?) on the conveyor belt, you know, the place where you put your food, to change it's ****-filled diaper. I did the only thing I could think to do. I whipped out my phone and took a picture. When she turned around, I was still so in shock from the whole thing that all I could think to say was, "Welcome to peopleofwalmart.com, baby."
So, we were checking out. after choosing the cashier that had the least number of visible, open sores, the most teeth etc. Some young-ish, really tall, whorish looking girl, that closely resembled a garbage bag stuffed full of Crisco walked to an empty checkout lane next to us.
A quick diversion is in order here; she wasn't all that fat, but hanging off her freakishly tall skeleton was that weird, mushy, droopy fat that I can only imagine is possible by never having eaten anything that came directly from an animal or a living plant. I would imagine that every dining experience she ever had, started by opening a plastic bag, or saying "I'll have a ..."
Anyway, she proceeds to lay her infant son(?) on the conveyor belt, you know, the place where you put your food, to change it's ****-filled diaper. I did the only thing I could think to do. I whipped out my phone and took a picture. When she turned around, I was still so in shock from the whole thing that all I could think to say was, "Welcome to peopleofwalmart.com, baby."