It has been a while

I know that it has been a while since my last post. With work, little league, and track practice, stuff like that my time is at a premium. I have also had problems with one of my computers, the "g" key does not always work, makes it awkward to type.

Anyway, there is something that has been bothering me lately. You see there is a Walmart by my house that is a lot like going to the circus. Whenever I go there it is like a sideshow of eating disorders, bad homemade tattoos, and domestic violence. It is a sea of loony tunes outfits (I will never understand the appeal of the Tasmanian Devil) and large women wearing halter tops. As the weather gets better here in the Northeast the bugs have sprang back to life. I cannot stand pestilence of any kind in my house so I went to that beacon of all things mediocre, Walmart. All I wanted was a flyswatter, nothing too high tech. After walking around for a while I finally tracked one down and proceeded with my purchase to the checkout. Once there I was assisted by a young woman who was obviously not from this country. Judging from her accent I would guess that she was from some eastern European country. I place my one purchase on the conveyor belt and as she tried to ring me up I realized that I had gotten a flyswatter without a price tag. This turned out to be a huge problem. Apparently there is some computer database where the girl was able to look up the price of this thing. As long as she knows what it is. This girl holds up my fly swatter and asks "Vat is dis?". I looked at her and said that it was a fly swatter. This elicited a blank stare from the girl. I then tried to explain the concept behind swatting flies and even included a pantomime of me killing a fly. Then I began to wonder, what backwards assed Slavic village did this chick come from where they have never seen a flyswatter? What kind of place is this? If I were to show up with a case of them would I be hailed as a hero?