cards

I joined the ranks of last-minute card-buyers this weekend for Father's Day. I'm usually on top of those things, but I kept putting it off. So there I was, Sunday morning after church at Walmart. This is no ordinary Walmart. This is the LEE'S SUMMIT Walmart, a horrid horrid place. I'm not a big shopping fan, but the Walmart in Maryville I like. Not that I could just go walk around there for hours (I think they put something in the vents because the place drains me like no other), but I don't mind going. The Walmart in LS is ALWAYS busy. It doesn't matter if it's 3 in the morning or 11am on a Sunday, the parking lot is always packed. I have given up trying to find a close spot and just park wherever. I walk in, trying to make this quick, and head to the card section. Unfortunantly, there are many many other people also in the card aisle. I bite back a groan, suck it up, and finally weasel my way into the aisle. I decided to go for the scoping out approach rather than join the crowd right in front of the cards. I hung back and checked out the cards from a distance until I found one that looked good. I then decided to make my move and go in for the snatch-and-grab. I took a step forward, it was clear sailing, and then some guy moved right in front of the card. Out of all the spaces to stand in front of the card wall, he stands in front of that card. And he's a slow reader. I wait and wait. Finally, I decide to flank him on the left and see if I can reach it from there. I move left, and he shifts his weight to the left, blocking my path yet again. I wait some more then finally decide just to go for it. I try and hint at the fact that he's in front of the card I want by over-extending my grab. He gets the hint and moves over slightly. But enough for me to get it. It was a good card too. I was glad because after all that, if it had been too cheezy, all would have been lost.