Old People and Shopping

I googled an image for "people of wal-mart." They were all too
repulsive. I decided to go with these good-looking dudes instead.

Now, you all know that I love old people. They always have a good story to tell; they're old so they've stop caring what anyone thinks of them; and they're sweet. What's not to love?

I went to Wal-Mart the other morning on my way to drop off some goodies to the Children's Home*. Yes, I know what you are thinking. "Wal-Mart?! But Allison HATES Wal-Mart!" I do hate it, but it is en route and the thing I hate most about Wal-Mart, the people of Wal-Mart, was not a problem...because it was 10 o'clock in the morning (do I sound like a Republican?).

Anyway, there I was cruising down the aisle, when this little old dude stopped me. He was standing in front

Duncan Hines was a Ky boy.

of the cheese section looking puzzled and in need of help. "Excuse me, ma'am." he said. "Yessir. What can I do for you?" He looked at his grocery list and then back at me and asked, "Have you ever heard of cheese tortellini?" Aww! I explained to him what it was and where he could find it. There was a Wal-Mart associate nearby who overheard and said he'd take the little guy to find his pasta. Later when I was heading for the checkout line, I passed him. He waved and said, "We found it! Thank you!" 

I hopped in line behind an old woman. This lady was decked out! I mean, I realize a pair of jeans is decked out for Wal-Mart, but this woman was truly stylin' and profilin'. She reminded me of Lucille Bluth. She had on a dress, a fur jacket, her sunglasses, and a giant Coach handbag. While she was checking out, I overheard her telling the cashier that she was going to be baking this afternoon. "Honey, it's the best thing you've ever tasted. Get ya a box of Ducan Hines Spice Cake, a can of apple pie filling, and 3 eggs. Mix it up, bake it, and there you go! Delicious dessert." Well, that sounded mighty fine to me, so when I was at Target hours later, I got me a box of Spice Cake and a can of apple pie filling and I whipped up that cake. Wouldn't you know, it was a hit! I added some cream cheese frosting to it, and folks lapped it up!

Tony Delk and Darius Miller. I love everything
about this picture.

Today I went to a Kentucky shop. I don't know what the name of it is. It's just a little store that sells UK apparel. I was on a mission to find Carol a birthday present: I wanted to get her a UK scarf. Alas, they did not have one. 

I walked into the store and the sales associate was a little old dude. He hollered, "I'll give you anything in the store 20% off, and anything on this shelf, 40% off. I looked around hoping I'd find Carol something, but nothing was screaming Carol.

I gave up on finding Carol's gift, and went to look to see if they had anything cool for the boys. They did, of course. I picked up two little UK jerseys: #00 and #1. I went to check out. "Twins?" the little old dude asked. "Yep! Too bad there's not a #2 and a #5." I replied. "Yeah, that would've been neat. But these ain't bad numbers. Double-zero was..." I finished his sentence, "Tony Delk." "Right, and #1 was..." "Darius Miller." I said. "You sure know your Kentucky basketball, girl." We then went on discussing how James Young shot the lights out on Tuesday night and how this team has been fun to watch thus far. I think I ought to go up and hang out with the old feller every now and again.

*We've been donating to the Children's Home for a whole year now! Woohoo!