Didja Ever Notice?
Didja ever notice? No, probably not. Most people walk through the world absorbed with their lives - never noticing what is to the left or right of them. Me? I look. Always have. Part of it I'm sure is my natural curiosity, but alot has to do with my training. I'm the guy that walks into a room, looks to see who is there, where they are, what they look like, what they are doing.... and where the fire exits are. Since 9/11 - I have found myself looking alot more. I look at each driver I pass on the roadway, just in case someone doesn't look 'quite right'.
I have been told I'm a "people watcher", I don't think that is entirely accurate. Yes, I watch people, but I watch more than just people. I watch events, incidents, accidents, etc.
Since this is the inaugural post of this blog, and it is designed to give me a place to comment on my many observations - I will share a few oddities I saw today. I had to go to Wally World on my way home this morning. For those of you scratching your heads - that's WalMart. I love Wally World, especially the super centers. Where else can you buy a 12 pack of Coors Light, a gallon of milk, a 12 gauge shotgun, and a car battery at 2 AM on a Sunday???? God Bless America!
Anyway, I digress. While walking into Wally World this morning, I overheard 2 sales associates excitedly asking a manager "Did you see that woman? She just walked out of the door!" Now, admittedly, I didn't see her either. I was looking at the door greeter who appeared to be having an aneurysm. Well, the manager had the same confused, quizzical, so-what look on her face as I did. I mean........ doors are for walking out of. The sales chick quickly managed to blurt out that she hadn't paid for the set of pots and pans she was carrying. Ahhhhh.... that makes a difference!
The manager sprung into action and headed out to the parking lot with the two sales chicks in tow. For a brief nanosecond - I considered going after them to find the woman with the wayward pots. But then I figured, they were already outside, and it was really none of my business. Then I started thinking..... #1 How did she manage to walk right past the manager without notice? #2 How did she manage to walk right past the 2 sales chicks without them stopping her. #3 How did she manage to walk right past the door greeter. (Ok, that one I can see - she was about 100 years old and needed to sit down before she fell down) #4 What of our highly-trained and ever vigilant Wally World Security Officer? You guessed it - right past him. I think he was taking a power nap. So, she managed to walk past all these highly skilled Wally World employees.
Now, once finished with my quick shopping excursion (I only needed one thing) I was headd for home. As I walked across the lot to my vehicle, a brand new red F-150 Lightning caught my attention, because it had to stop to wait for me to cross. Then it parked....... in a handicapped spot. OK.... not your average granny mobile.. but who am I to judge a persons choice in transportation? The passenger got out, a young and spry woman climbed out. Ok - not her car, so no biggie. I watched as the driver placed the handicapped placard on the winshield. Ok, at least he had one. The driver climbed out - again, young and spry walking to meet up with his lady friend. Both walked hand-in-hand into the store. No limps, walkers, wheelchairs, canes, crutches or scooters to be seen. Both walking at a nice brisk clip without any visible infirmities noticed. I hate people like that. I can't stand those who abuse the system.
I have been told I'm a "people watcher", I don't think that is entirely accurate. Yes, I watch people, but I watch more than just people. I watch events, incidents, accidents, etc.
Since this is the inaugural post of this blog, and it is designed to give me a place to comment on my many observations - I will share a few oddities I saw today. I had to go to Wally World on my way home this morning. For those of you scratching your heads - that's WalMart. I love Wally World, especially the super centers. Where else can you buy a 12 pack of Coors Light, a gallon of milk, a 12 gauge shotgun, and a car battery at 2 AM on a Sunday???? God Bless America!
Anyway, I digress. While walking into Wally World this morning, I overheard 2 sales associates excitedly asking a manager "Did you see that woman? She just walked out of the door!" Now, admittedly, I didn't see her either. I was looking at the door greeter who appeared to be having an aneurysm. Well, the manager had the same confused, quizzical, so-what look on her face as I did. I mean........ doors are for walking out of. The sales chick quickly managed to blurt out that she hadn't paid for the set of pots and pans she was carrying. Ahhhhh.... that makes a difference!
The manager sprung into action and headed out to the parking lot with the two sales chicks in tow. For a brief nanosecond - I considered going after them to find the woman with the wayward pots. But then I figured, they were already outside, and it was really none of my business. Then I started thinking..... #1 How did she manage to walk right past the manager without notice? #2 How did she manage to walk right past the 2 sales chicks without them stopping her. #3 How did she manage to walk right past the door greeter. (Ok, that one I can see - she was about 100 years old and needed to sit down before she fell down) #4 What of our highly-trained and ever vigilant Wally World Security Officer? You guessed it - right past him. I think he was taking a power nap. So, she managed to walk past all these highly skilled Wally World employees.
Now, once finished with my quick shopping excursion (I only needed one thing) I was headd for home. As I walked across the lot to my vehicle, a brand new red F-150 Lightning caught my attention, because it had to stop to wait for me to cross. Then it parked....... in a handicapped spot. OK.... not your average granny mobile.. but who am I to judge a persons choice in transportation? The passenger got out, a young and spry woman climbed out. Ok - not her car, so no biggie. I watched as the driver placed the handicapped placard on the winshield. Ok, at least he had one. The driver climbed out - again, young and spry walking to meet up with his lady friend. Both walked hand-in-hand into the store. No limps, walkers, wheelchairs, canes, crutches or scooters to be seen. Both walking at a nice brisk clip without any visible infirmities noticed. I hate people like that. I can't stand those who abuse the system.
posted by FireResQGuru | 10/20/2004 08:55:00 PM
5 Comments:
lol, don't you just love WallyWorld!! Ahhh! I hate shopping there but can't help myself because they have everything and it's cheap. Damn it...
HA! another person who knows what Wally World is!. I call Wal-mart Wally World all the time and people just look at me like I'm crazy..*L*
Now I have to say that I have a disabled husband. We have the placard AND the license plate. I also drive a Tahoe. (JFYI) and I've never parked in the handicaped spaces unless my husband is with me. NEVER! I too have seen those people who use placards and they are healthy as can be. What is up with that? How did they get the placard in the first place? Did they con their DR into signing the paper needed to get one? I just don't get it.
To me they are taking a spot for a person who may need it, but of course they don't think that way because they are in the "me, me" attitude and they just HAVE to be close to the doors...WTFever!..
I've also seen people part in handicaped without placards or license plates.
I just don't get it. Are they that lazy that they can't walk that far? *grrrrrrrr*
can ya tell that this is a real sore spot with me?
I've long thought that I should hire about forty handicapped to be contracted to go shopping with people at Christmas so that their handicapped placards can be used for decent parking spaces. Hire 'em out at fifty dollars an hour and pay the wheelchaired shopper twenty of that. The name of this business? Rent-a-CripLOL
--P--
I love it! We could start a franchise and sell the rights around the world! Look out Mickey D's! Here comes Rent-A Crip! LMAO!
You won't get much political correctness outta me! LMAO
A friend in a wheelchair was talkign with me at lodge the other night, and remarked that he'd seen a friend of his at the mall once recently, and she never saw him. He was under her line of sight, I suppose. I told him the thing to do was to bump her with his w/c and tell her "gee, your hair smells terrific!"
--Patrick--
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