Maybe hate is a strong word, but I really really really don't like it.
The parking lot is a stupendous display of pettiness and hostility. Most people jockeying to get the nearest space to the door....giving the finger to other people or racing around pedestrians to get the spot on the end. I've even seen people shout obscenities at someone for taking "their space." Its a wonder more people don't get flattened for walking too slow when you know Mr. Honda Civic is in a hurry to make it to that space before Mr. Toyota Camry. For crying in the mud, loser! Just park the extra four spaces down and walk.
Everyone else in the store hates Wal-mart, too. The associates are pissy. If you ask for help, then the associates act like you are fucking bothering them. (Excuse me, I don't live here. How am I supposed to know where you keep the superglue?)
The other customers are pissy. Its shopping cart dodge-n-derby!
Its crowded. Its hard not to get anxious when there are twenty-five people all looking for the same shampoo.
The check out takes FOREVER. I timed it. It literally took twenty-three minutes to get from the end of the line to the cashier.
There's only three stalls in the bathroom. That's not even enough for for my family, let alone any one else.
The only thing that keeps me coming back is my woefully empty wallet. AND THEY KNOW IT. They don't have to be nice. They don't have to be pretty. They don't have to be clean. They just have to be cheap.
Wal-mart is an atmosphere of pissiness.
I hate it.



