The Walmart Effect - Part 2

A while back, I wrote a post about what I called "The Walmart Effect." I think I may have to turn this into a series or something because it seems like every time I go to Walmart, I have more to add. The latest addition comes from a trip to Walmart on Wednesday. I was waiting in line at the customer service desk to return some T-shirts I had bought for Evan. As I was in the process of my return, the associate's walkie-talkie came on and the following exchange took place:

Male voice: Hey Abby, do we carry (pause) pork chitterlings? (He pronounced it chit-lins)

Female associate: Say that again?

Male voice: Um, I've got a lady here who wants to know if we have pork chitterlings. I don't even know what those are.

Me: Tell him he doesn't want to know.

Female associate: I'll check with Mark. To Mark: Do you know what he's talking about?

Mark (guy who is doing my return): (Said with a sideways grin on his face) I think so and I agree with her (pointing to me). Tell him no, we don't carry them and he really doesn't want to know what they are.

Funny stuff! I had a bunch of images running through my head of this poor guy trying to deal with the woman asking him if Walmart carries pig intestines. As it turns out, Walmart does not carry everything.