Thursday, March 31, 2005
Be Prepared
Ever gone on a trip and forgotten something important?
I really hate that. You get to your destination and discover that you didn't bring your beach sandals, or a bottle of shampoo, or a bag of charcoal, or your swimsuit, or a bottle of soda. Or, you discover that after you threw your jacket in the car, your wife decided to take it out (sad, but true).
Well, don't worry gentle traveler... Wal-Mart is everywhere.
And its a good thing, too, because otherwise where would you buy beach sandals, shampoo, charcoal, swimsuits, and soda (not to mention get another jacket on short notice) in small town America? If your answer is the local Piggly Wiggly, then you are fooling yourself.
No, Wal-Mart, though much despised, is your only hope for vacation salvation. Trust me, I know this because I have never yet gone out of town without having to stop at a Wal-Mart for something. At first, I though I was cursed, and wondered how my former scoutmaster would chide me, for, "be, be, be prepared is the motto of the Boy Scouts."
But, then it occurred to me... even if I forgot something, that didn't mean I wasn't prepared. Oh no. Where there is a will, there is a way, my friend. That credit card in my pocket... now THAT is prepared! Combine the credit card with the Wal-Mart, and, voila!, any and every single thing your could need for vacative bliss is at your fingertips.
Now, you ask, what do I do with all this surplus gear when I get home? These extra sandals, swimsuits, etc. Well, someone has to keep ebay in business, right?
I really hate that. You get to your destination and discover that you didn't bring your beach sandals, or a bottle of shampoo, or a bag of charcoal, or your swimsuit, or a bottle of soda. Or, you discover that after you threw your jacket in the car, your wife decided to take it out (sad, but true).
Well, don't worry gentle traveler... Wal-Mart is everywhere.
And its a good thing, too, because otherwise where would you buy beach sandals, shampoo, charcoal, swimsuits, and soda (not to mention get another jacket on short notice) in small town America? If your answer is the local Piggly Wiggly, then you are fooling yourself.
No, Wal-Mart, though much despised, is your only hope for vacation salvation. Trust me, I know this because I have never yet gone out of town without having to stop at a Wal-Mart for something. At first, I though I was cursed, and wondered how my former scoutmaster would chide me, for, "be, be, be prepared is the motto of the Boy Scouts."
But, then it occurred to me... even if I forgot something, that didn't mean I wasn't prepared. Oh no. Where there is a will, there is a way, my friend. That credit card in my pocket... now THAT is prepared! Combine the credit card with the Wal-Mart, and, voila!, any and every single thing your could need for vacative bliss is at your fingertips.
Now, you ask, what do I do with all this surplus gear when I get home? These extra sandals, swimsuits, etc. Well, someone has to keep ebay in business, right?
R.T. Lemur 4:40 AM
1 Comments:
Sadly, I have begun to hope that I forget things when I go on holiday, just so I can have an excuse to visit the local variety store of wherever I'm staying to buy such things as shampoo, a towel, or once, air freshener.