I’m not gonna lie, I have been beating the shit out of my hometown for two months now. And that includes the Walmart but I have hit other stores way more.
It’s funny how paranoid you can feel on the scene and how different you can feel once it’s over.
So I need a brief trip to Walmart, only for my own stuff, nothing to sell- some school supplies and a ankle brace. It is 10 PM. Loss prevention is at both doors still ( which I wasn’t aware of until, well you’ll see).
I spent a long time in the store, one because I’m bored and two because I didn’t want to miss anything that I knew I needed. I didn’t even have $40 worth of stuff. So I start Concealing at different places that I’ve used before, no big deal.
At one point, I see what i assume is a CSM or something, yellow vest, but has some title. She doesn’t catch me concealing, not even close.
I am aware though, that my bag is stuffed full. I don’t have a zipper so it’s possible to be spotted if somebody’s looking closely. That’s how sloppy I’ve gotten.
I go to garden center to leave but it turns out that door is locked. Well I’m passing the garden center, I have a good look at the cash register area, for an S3 key. I try not to be too obvious, but at the same time I’ve gotten so used to doing whatever I want that I know I’m being sloppy .
I had entered the store through entrance one, and I was trying to leave through entrance 2. I get to entrance 2 and I see that a male LP is there (remember him, he returns). Surprised, I decide to go out the other door because I feel more comfortable about that LP person. I have left a few items in my cart because it is a new strategy of mine where I get more than I need and leave something behind, Or sometimes even pay for the extra stuff.
I grab my STUFFED bag and hold it closed under my arm, leave the cart w the few things in it and leave. LP says “have a good night.” I get to the car and start thinking about the 6 pack of Bud Light sitting in the cart, decide I want it, and head back in to PAY for it.
Cart is gone, just that quick. I decide to go looking at Cust Service just in case, maybe I can still grab it and pay. There, I see LP (the one I’m comfortable with) with one hand on my cart, talking to the “manager” that saw me earlier. They’re really TALKING.
Now I may be paranoid, but I beat it the fuck out of there.
Here’s what makes it weird. I go to sheets (bc gotta buy that beer somewhere), and as I’m leaving, I see the WAL-MART LP GUY FROM ENTRANCE 2.
He doesn’t look at me at all... but I’m still deciding if he’s following me when I realize he must have been sent on break and has no idea. I’m pretty sure this is the case bc I left super fast from Walmart, and there would be no reason to follow me to sheets. Even tho it’s less than a mile from WM,he’d easily already gotten my plates. It’s a smallish city so not unheard of to run into someone. And he bought cigarettes.
Or he got me and is turning in my plates.... oh well, i don’t have to answer the door. If they wanna kick it down over $40 then I guess we can talk then...
These moments are so freaky bc of the unknown. Am I busted to shit, I don’t think so- hell, the two talking could have been discussing their hot lesbian love affair for all I know. And the LP Guy “following” to sheets? Why make his presence known? maybe he just wanted cheaper cigarettes.
Oh well, could be worse, I guess. Either way,that Wal-Mart and I will not be seeing each other for a good, long while.