Sometimes I just can’t help myself
I decided to up and head down to Mexico Beach last night. I needed some fishing time badly and the seas are perfect and I figured I’m too old to start being responsible now. Fuck it
So off I go, I stop at the Walmart in Florida, nearest to Mexico Beach I need a fishing license so I head over to sporting goods, it’s about 9PM. Nobody there so I flag down an employee and ask that he send someone over to sell me a fishing license. He said he would. I wait
And I wait
And I wait
Finally I ask a second employee, she said she would have some one right there. Again I wait
And I wait
And I wait
Finally I walk behind the counter and theres a phone and on it is a button that says “PAGER”
And I smile
I pick up the phone and press that button and after a few tones I tap it and hear the taps over the intercom
And I SMILE BIG
“ATTENTION WALLY WORLD MANAGEMENT! I AM IN SPORTING GOODS AND I NEED TO PURCHASE A SALTWATER FISHING LICENSE, WILL YOU PLEASE SEND SOMEONE OVER HERE TO SELL IT TO ME!”
Let me tell you, a whole HEARD of Walmart employees came stampeding to sell me a fishing license, so did a lot of customers who were laughing uncontrollably, shaking my hand and congratulating me.
Sometimes ya just gotta do what ya gotta do…..
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*herd*?
Clearly, he’s never heard of a herd;)
Way to respect private property rights, douche…
… From the “Goodwill’s Uncomprehensive Translation Dictionary”…
Douche (noun), A person who possesses the courage to perform (justified) outrageous acts that you wish you weren’t too weak to perform yourself.