Tuesday, March 23, 2010


Ok, I am beginning to get a little paranoid. There is something shady going on. Let me explain. A few weeks back Brad asked me to pick him up some dental floss when I went to Walmart. Let me say however, that “picking up” dental floss for Brad is not as easy as it sounds. I never remember which kind he likes and he is very particular. It’s annoying actually because he is particular about something he never actually uses. Whatever… anyway, so when I go and “pick up” his floss, I usually stand on the floss isle for 15 minutes trying to figure out which one he likes. I go back and forth between the tape and the floss. It is a stressful time for me.

So, I got his floss and came home. However, when I got home, there was no floss. It was completely missing, nowhere to be found. It actually took me a few weeks to build up the courage to go back to Walmart to get him more floss. So I bit the bullet and went this past week. Let me interrupt myself here and say this – not once during those few weeks without floss, did Brad ask me about it. Further proving this is just a stupid stressor in my life. As if I don’t have enough. Ok, so I go back, spend the same 15 minutes standing at the flippin floss staring at it like there is no tomorrow. Tape? Floss? Mint? Waxed? UUUUUUGGGHHHH! One stomach ulcer later, I have his floss and I am checking out.

I get home and guess what? There is no floss. AGAIN. I am not kidding. The floss is totally not in my bag. I did check my recipt and I did pay for it. The only explanation that I can come up with is I am being punk’d. Where is Ashton? Surely he is going to come out and laugh at me. Well, the joke is on him (and Brad). I am NOT going back. If the hippy needs floss, he can get it himself. I am over it. I will never get that 30 minutes and $3.00 back.

I feel fairly certain that the register at checkout number 8 has a drawer that looks like this when it is opened:

Someone that works at the stupid Walmart thinks they are being funny. When I figure out who it is, it isn't going to be pretty.


Blondie said...

I bet all of the floss in somewhere in the fourth dimension with the socks that disappear from the dryer.

Randomness on floss: I use the floss picks that already have the floss on them. It revolutionized flossing for me! LOL

Reflections From My Heart said...

LOL! You are so funny... I'm sitting in a room alone laughing out loud - thankfully everyone else is asleep!

God Bless...