Always

Usually, I am not a Wal-Mart shopper.

They don't have the best track record with small businesses, women, the environment, its employees, etc. Plus, the stores in my area just feel cramped and dark and the fluorescent lights make me feel like a piece of my soul is being sucked away. I think it's all the blue, I prefer the warm reds of a target.

Anyway, this Christmas my parents gave me some gift cards, so I did a bit of shopping. It had been years since I had set foot in that store.

And all I can say is

Damn

There are some low-ass prices at the Wal-Mart. I understand why millions and millions and millions of Americans shop there.

But the low prices are tricksters. Because normally I don't spend time wondering why I don't have any velour in my wardrobe. But when a hoodie is only 9 dollars, I start wondering. I didn't buy it, though, the colors weren't doing it for me.

Velour. That's how they get you at the Wal-Mart.