Walmart

I never go to Walmart. I hate that place. It's an evil corporation, and I usually never walk into that store.

But on this particular day, I was looking for something that every other store didn't seem to carry, and I was getting desperate. Boy did I regret my decision.

While I was walking by the milk section, a man approached me, and asked me what kind of milk he should drink. I could see that he already had milk in cart, so I was slightly confused on why he was asking me. I then asked him what kind of milk does he generally drink.

That was when he lift up his shirt to show me his muscles. I became really uncomfortable. Why was this 50 year old man showing me his muscles, and asking me what he should drink?

He then proceeded to tell me he was too skinny. He wanted me to be impressed by his muscles and how fit he was.

I told him to drink 1% since he was trying to gain weight. I guess that gave him the confidence to pet my back, and tell me what a fun girl I was. At this point I was ready to bolt. He then began rambling about how the government was trying to take away fun, and how we should have fun sometimes. I told him I had to go to school, and I left quickly.

What a weirdo. I don't get what he was trying to do, but I am definitely too weirded out to ever go back to Walmart.