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Raising the Bar No bra, pajamas, and messy hair may describe a person getting out of bed in the morning for most people. Unfortunately, this is the typical attire for a trip to Wal-Mart. After growing a custom to this tradition of being a slob is acceptable, I had a light-bulb moment or epiphany. Even though society keeps condoning the lowering of standards for humanity, it took an eye-opening Wal-Mart trip for me to realize how much we have regressed as a civilization. On a visit to my local Wal-Mart, I noticed the typical, “People of Wal-Mart.” As a young, obese man wearing stained gray sweat pants drove past me, he spilled out of the store’s motor scooter. Cat hair covered his ripped-up tee shirt which was a few sizes too small so his saggy extended stomach hung out and over his pants. The pants were so filthy that they had a thick black film smeared down the front of the legs. His face and …show more content…
I am going to assume his name is Rick because that is what was written on her left breast in what I believe used to be a heart. “Rick” was covered in tattoos and most of them the ink was faded to a greenish color and very poor quality. The naked lady on his arm and the curse words wrote across his lower stomach are what caught my eye. However, I couldn’t see too much after that because my eyes began to water after the pungent odor of musty cat urine lingered behind the couple. Finally, I made it to the restroom. Paper towel, toilet paper, and tissue seat covers were scattered a crossed the floor. When I got to the first stall human feces was smeared on the seat and down the toilet. As I pushed open the next stall door, I saw a used sanitary napkin lying on the floor. As I decided that I could hold it until I got home, I turned around quickly to leave the restroom when I caught a glimpse of my frighten, face in the
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Have you ever had a bad or horrible experience in the restroom? Have you ever felt uncomfortable and just ignored it? Well, if you have, you are not alone. Deartra D. Madkins-Boone’s “Strange Encounters of the Restroom Kinds" talks about a girl named Cheryl, who keeps hearing noises from her stomach, and feels quite uncomfortable. Despite hearing all the noises her stomach keeps making, she keeps ignoring all this just to go get some tacos. As her day continues, later on, she is forced to go to the restroom. She describes her awkward and embarrassing experience of what happened while she was using the restroom. In “Strange Encounters of the Restroom Kinds", Deartra Boone shows the main character Cheryl struggling through her day and the issues
The Creature That Opened My Eyes Sympathy, anger, hate, and empathy, these are just a few of the emotions that came over me while getting to know and trying to understand the creature created by victor frankenstein in Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein. For the first time I became completely enthralled in a novel and learned to appreciate literature not only for the great stories they tell but also for the affect it could have on someones life as cliché as that might sound, if that weren’t enough it also gave me a greater appreciation and understanding of the idiom “never judge a book by its cover.” As a pimply faced, insecure, loner, and at most times self absorbed sophomore in high school I was never one to put anytime or focus when it came time
Look, I didn’t want to tell you this story. If you are afraid of germs, grossed out by toilets, or have any sense of personal hygiene I suggest you quit reading now. Believe that this is a disgusting horrifying terrible experience and move on to happier things because if you continue reading this you will most likely experience nausea, queasiness, and an overall feeling of absolute and horrible sickness. I’m sorry, your insides will be outside.
At this point, I can barely hold in my laughter and our cashier has no idea what to do. He stares at my dad for a little while longer before deciding, “Look man, whatever you can have it,” and he puts it in our bag. Today I’d like to take you down the self-help aisle to show you just how we can improve our lives by learning from the actions of people at Walmart. First, I’ll talk about their products, then their customers or consumers, and finally, their employees.
The footsteps radiated through the bathroom I immediately identified that the noise was the sound that I had previously hid from. Snuggling my face in my legs I waited for the latch to snap, which came from a nearby stall. I knew exactly what was happening and the lid slamming down on the ceramic toilet seat confirmed my assumptions. I could sense the despicable eyes watching me, picking apart the person I am, they were seeing right through my soul, my well
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The reporter said the child was filthy and nasty; the child had green slime under his neck from milk. The child’s hands, feet, and toes were nasty. Also, the child’s blanket and car seat was nasty. The reporter asked Kimberly could she take the child home, and she washed his clothes and blanket. One week
I looked super weird with a towel wrapped around my lower body as if I was hiding a period accident not a water gun one. I wonder which one is worse. Having no time to ponder over that, we began the clean up.
A little boy with a toothless smile came running toward me. I stopped him and gave him my water slide tickets. He gave me a smile that said I had given him the world and ran away squealing after his daddy. I sighed again and thought, "Well, at least he's happy!" My throat tightened as I swallowed another sob. I quickened my pace to the changing room. I wanted to get away from this place as soon as possible. I opened the door and walked in. The smell of sulfur, soap, and shampoo assaulted my nostrils, while the sight of naked wom...
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Management is encouraged to wear dress attire such as dress shoes, slacks, belts, ties, and dress shirts while on duty. They represent an authoritarian reliability that many consumers have come to rely on, whether it is domestic disputes, negotiating a return, or haggling an item priced wrong. Meanwhile, employees in less visible areas such as the back room may be more comfortable in black jeans and a T-shirt while they move heavy freight, operate powered lifting equipment, or manage inventory. Wal-Mart’s goal is that each zone will operate at maximum efficiency and invite the most consumer traffic to provide the largest
There is toilet paper on the floor, but no toilet paper on either three stalls. The smell of the bathroom was so disgusting almost as disgusting as a rat decomposing for 3 months. There are gang marks on either side of the bathroom, and peoples names forever marked on the once blue walls, paint falling down. The two sinks are to the far left of the bathroom, white with labels marking “hot” on the left and “cold” on the right, but only the freezing cold water worked. As you look up, you notice only one light working making the room dim. There is a small flicker every 5 seconds from the light. There is only one mirror in between the two sinks. And as you look at the clear mirror broken in half, you can only see one side of your face, because it’s
As we entered the emergency room, I could smell alcoholic based cleaning fluid and sterile, latex gloves. We made our way over to the counter. I was dragging my feet. When the woman at the reception desk asked me what was wrong I broke down. I couldn’t answer. Ami stepped in and whispered to the woman that I had been “sexually assaulted.” Paleness took the healthy glow from the woman’s face.