I quit my job at Wal-Mart. You know how they tell you to end unhealthy relationships? Well, that was definitely an unhealthy relationship. Mentally and physically. Now that I'm an ex-associate, I can tell you that there are a LOT of things wrong with Wal-Mart. And there are a lot of things wrong with "my" Wal-Mart. Maybe I'll go into specifics one day. Right now they're too depressing!
Last night I had a dream that I got up, got dressed, and went to work at Wal-Mart. After I got there I realized that I'd quit several days before. I wondered what the store manger would do when she saw me there. I had to change clothes when I got there, and the clothes I was putting on looked like my old Army NBC (nuclear, biological, chemical) suit. It was green, heavy, and zipped at the ankles and wrists. I guess my military and wal-mart dreams are starting to combine.