If there is anyone who actually reads this thing, they may have noticed that I'm not very good at posting new things. Which is actually okay with me, because it means that I can put stuff out there, and no one will see it. Like google plus. Anyway... here are things I meant to blog about, and didn't manage to until now:
From February 2012: I hate Walmart. And Basketball. I'm not sure which one I hate worse. Walmart is obnoxious because the way it is set up, if you need to buy toothpaste and milk, they are about a million miles away from each other, at opposite corners of the store. And if you need to buy screwdriver too, then you can pretty much just count on hanging out at Walmart all night because you will never get out of there. So when you are finally ready to check out, you realize that there is only one check out line open, despite the fact that there are 20 plus registers (that have probably never been used). On top of this, the employee is super mean, grumpy, and extremely inept at their job. Several times while you are in line, a supervisor will stroll by and the checker-outer will ask when they can go on break or go home, to which the supervisor has some reply that means "never," making the checker-outer even slower and even meaner. And of course this one open register is not close to either of the front doors, so then you have to hike it out of there, to discover that the door you came in is now locked, so then you have to go through walmart again just to get out of the store. horrible horrible place.
Basketball is similarly horrible. The point of the game I have yet to figure out, along with most of the rules. I somehow got recruited to play on a team back in February or March. I made it to two practices. The whole time I kept thinking, "this is soooo dumb. why am I doing this?" Fact: Real basketball is not fun. It's running back and forth from one side of a gym to the other repeatedly. Sometimes people throw the ball up in the air, and then people fight over it, and you do it all over again. Then if I ever got the ball, I didn't dribble it right, either standing still or running, and then they all started yelling at me. And apparently no shoving is allowed when i do it, but I swear they were shoving me around. ugh, just thinking about it makes me sick. No fun at all.
To be continued.
