My misadventures piteous overthrows.

In case anyone missed it, there were TWO posts yesterday. I wouldn't want any of my devoted fans to not get the full effect of me.

Today I went to Wal-Mart with my Mom and Sister to get some art supplies. I had loaded up on paint pins and sticky labels (to make some stickers...) and I head towards the check out. The lady scans all of my items except one pack of paint markers. She looks at me and says, "You got an ID?"
I grab for my buttocks and feel no wallet there, "Uh, no," Says I.
"Well then I can't sell you these markers," says cashier lady.
"Ok, let me go get a different brand," says the ever-so-charming Mr. Hutchinson.
"Ok," says EL Lady de Cashier, " I'll hold on to your other things for you."
As I rush of to get a pack of sharpies, I wonder why she could scan the OTHER boxes of painter markers, but not that one box. I grab the sharpies and hurry back.
I work my way back up to the front of the line. This whole adventure had set me back maybe 5 minutes.
"Ok, here," I say.
The lady scans the markers and puts them in a bag. She makes no attempt to get my other things I had left with her. As she hands me my recepit, I say "What about my other things you were holding for me?"
"Oh," she says, with no sign of regret, "I had them put back."

I was awestruck. After OFFERING to hold onto my shit for me, she goes and puts it back AFTER ONLY FIVE MINUTES!!!! I could understand if it had been like half an hour later, but it was FIVE minutes! FIVE little minutes. And the worst part is, she acted as if making customers go and search for their products again was standard procedure.

On the plus side, she asked to see some ID, which is sort of suggesting that I look at least 18......

At least the stickers are coming out to be cool.