Wal-mart your Fiendish Devil!

So this morning I was on my way in to work and I had to stop and get some super glue from Wal-Mart and well it has lead me to make this statement right now, from this point forward I shall no longer venture in to a Wal-Mart store between the hours of 11:00PM and 7:00AM. On so for my reasons a I have written the following short story "Ode to Wal-mart weirdness"

I arose from my sleeping chambers and lay there, quite groggy. I seemed to linger in between a world of sleep and awake. My eyes were unfocused as I reached for my glasses, blinked twice and read the alarm clock. I was late. I threw on my close and ran out the house I had 15 extra minutes to stop by the store, my mind screamed, “you idiot you have left yourself only one place to go!” At first I didn’t want to admit it, a dozen places ran though my mind but I knew they were all to far out of the way but Wal-mart was my only option. I had once made a promise to never venture into this dark underworld of oddities again, but today I must.

I pulled into the parking lot and stepped out into the deep sea of gray, a threatening wind whistled by and menacing shopping cart seemed to my way. I picked up my paced and headed for the door, the cart matched my speed, wait it seemed to be gaining. How is this possible? I broke into run, I could hear the rattle of the carts wheels getting closer and closer. I leaped through the doors just as they were closing, I turned to see the cart slam into the glass not once but twice.

As I pulled myself up I heard an old woman cackle from behind me. Her eyes seemed to be jet black and her skin nearly transparent. Welcome to Wal-Mart she said with a toothless grin, but when her words echoed off the walls they said Welcome to hell!
I eased my way pass the old hag grabbed a hand basket and steadied myself. I was facing a daunting possible horrific task surviving Wal-mart and its army of predawn weirdness!

My journey had just begun…