: A Visit to the Cultural Center of Winchester
I've had an interesting trip to Wal-Mart. In a span of 10 minutes, I both almost got into a fight and got hit on by a 16 year old who was with her grandmother from across the Wal-Mart parking lot (well actually I think she was talking to Wade, but he didn't say anything back to her, and I wanted to have some fun with it). So, from the beginning:
Justin, Wade, and I went to Wal-Mart and they got some food. We were looking at some magazines when a couple of girls and an old woman who appeared to be their grandmother walked by. The youngest looking one (probably around 16) waved. Weirded out, we all kind of brushed it off and went about our business. Well, we checked out and walked out to the parking lot. I decided to have a cigarette before heading out, and Justin and Wade decided to hang with me before leaving. As I finished the cigarette, we all heard a girl screaming something toward us from a white car driving across the back of the parking lot. I couldn't translate what she said, so, in the spirit of friendliness, I just waved and said "hello". Apparently people don't take kindly to those gestures around here, so the car pulled around and up our aisle, and a guy in the back seat began yelling at all of us. We just stood there, looking between each other and this mentally napoleonic-disordered oaf with a half smile/half look of "what in the fuck is this guy's deal", through his barrage of "you fat fuck"s, "faggot"s, "I'll take on all three of you fuckers"s and any other generic bloopity blah that your average white-trash moron would spout. None of us said a word, not out of fear, but because we didn't care to perpetuate any confrontation. The guy tried to get out of the car at one point, but he was in the back seat of a coupe and probably too stupid to figure out how to work the lever to move the seat forward, so his attempt was unsuccessful. Eventually, they pulled off and I burst out laughing at this guy's lunacy. Now, I take more pride in being able to keep any blood off the pavement than actually fighting another person, but had this guy jumped out and tried to try and prove something, none of us would have had a problem with defending ourselves. What is it with people? Why do people feel the need to start shit? Some people find self-esteem in the dumbest shit.
Well about 10-15 minutes later, the two girls and their grandmother came out to their car, which was on the other side of the parking lot. The one that waved began screaming "hey" to us. I waved and said hey back, and she kept telling us to call her and screamed her "name" and "number" to us and asked my/whoever she was really talking to's name. I told her that it was "John" and she screamed back "I love you! My heart belongs to you!" She was probably kidding (I hope), but damn... In front of her damn grandma??? Weird people we have around here... Lots of winners in that there town.
I've had an interesting trip to Wal-Mart. In a span of 10 minutes, I both almost got into a fight and got hit on by a 16 year old who was with her grandmother from across the Wal-Mart parking lot (well actually I think she was talking to Wade, but he didn't say anything back to her, and I wanted to have some fun with it). So, from the beginning:
Justin, Wade, and I went to Wal-Mart and they got some food. We were looking at some magazines when a couple of girls and an old woman who appeared to be their grandmother walked by. The youngest looking one (probably around 16) waved. Weirded out, we all kind of brushed it off and went about our business. Well, we checked out and walked out to the parking lot. I decided to have a cigarette before heading out, and Justin and Wade decided to hang with me before leaving. As I finished the cigarette, we all heard a girl screaming something toward us from a white car driving across the back of the parking lot. I couldn't translate what she said, so, in the spirit of friendliness, I just waved and said "hello". Apparently people don't take kindly to those gestures around here, so the car pulled around and up our aisle, and a guy in the back seat began yelling at all of us. We just stood there, looking between each other and this mentally napoleonic-disordered oaf with a half smile/half look of "what in the fuck is this guy's deal", through his barrage of "you fat fuck"s, "faggot"s, "I'll take on all three of you fuckers"s and any other generic bloopity blah that your average white-trash moron would spout. None of us said a word, not out of fear, but because we didn't care to perpetuate any confrontation. The guy tried to get out of the car at one point, but he was in the back seat of a coupe and probably too stupid to figure out how to work the lever to move the seat forward, so his attempt was unsuccessful. Eventually, they pulled off and I burst out laughing at this guy's lunacy. Now, I take more pride in being able to keep any blood off the pavement than actually fighting another person, but had this guy jumped out and tried to try and prove something, none of us would have had a problem with defending ourselves. What is it with people? Why do people feel the need to start shit? Some people find self-esteem in the dumbest shit.
Well about 10-15 minutes later, the two girls and their grandmother came out to their car, which was on the other side of the parking lot. The one that waved began screaming "hey" to us. I waved and said hey back, and she kept telling us to call her and screamed her "name" and "number" to us and asked my/whoever she was really talking to's name. I told her that it was "John" and she screamed back "I love you! My heart belongs to you!" She was probably kidding (I hope), but damn... In front of her damn grandma??? Weird people we have around here... Lots of winners in that there town.




