Published on: Dec 31, 2014 @ 1:37 – 
I had a good day today.  I went shopping, had a long evening, bought some fireworks in Tampa, etc.  So I drop Matt and kids off at home and decide to go to Walmart.  It’s a touristy Walmart since I live next door to Disney World.  The crowds in that store were horrible. I’ve never seen it so crowded. There were tourists wrapped around the clothing section which is what is behind the registers.  I stood in line about 40 minutes.  I get up to the checkout, the cashier says, “Hi.”.  Her “Hi” sounded clean like she could speak English.  She scans a couple items and I ask her genuinely if the crowds were going to die down soon.  She kept saying, “Huh?”.  I figured well, it’s noisy, so I actually went on to repeat that statement 4 more times.  She looked at me with fright and terror in her eyes, started balling, wailing, screaming, reaching for phones, running to other cashiers for help.  My jaw was dropped to the floor and so were the people behind me.  The store pretty much came to a standstill (at least in the middle section) wondering why this cashier went completely insane for no reason.  I didn’t know what was wrong with her, if she was suddenly sick, or what.  I mean, the whole time I was asking her this, I was smiling. I’m dressed up nice.  I certainly look like no terrorist, lol.  She runs away from the register.
She completely abandons her register, everyone is staring at me like, what the heck did I do?  I shrugged my shoulders and I said, “I have no idea what just happened!”.   A few minutes later a nice older lady comes to the register (I assume at least a head cashier or something), and says, “Do you know what happened?” .  I said, “All I said to her was are the crowds going to die down soon?”.  Her jaw drops and then she tells me she’s in the bathroom, screaming, crying, heaving over a toilet, locked herself in or something because she thinks I told her, “Everyone in the store is going to die!”.  OMG.  How the fuck did that translation go wrong.  I blatantly asked this woman, “Does she speak any English at all?”.  This woman say, “No, very little!”.  Then my jaw dropped.  I just got the fuck humiliated out of me because some wench at a register was hired in at Walmart that can’t understand my polite statement, except for the word “die”.  That is complete bullshit.  I speak clearly, loudly, there is no mistaking when I speak.  I was polite with a smile.  PLUS!!!! If I was screaming that, I think everyone around me would have heard me say that.  So just wow.  The people behind me knew what I was saying.  Funny how the cashier goes spastic, nobody else does.  I’m floored.
JUST BECAUSE I had to have one more last hurrah to add to my list of 2014 events!  Lucky for me, I managed to hit the audio record button to catch the woman in charge telling me what she was doing in the bathroom and me explaining myself. I couldn’t let this freak of nature go undocumented.  Wow.  Only me. This shit only happens in my life, and on the last day of the fricken worst year of my life.  I will look back in laugh because I did nothing wrong, but OMFG, the crowds that were there were immense and I was a tad humiliated.  I will be filing a complaint with this store over it.  Do not hire people to deal with tourist whom may not even speak English themselves… and not even know the damn English language.  Audio below (naturally because I record everything :)) This is what I do when I need validation 🙂 LOL

 
Sayonara year 2014.  I don’t ever want to see you or the likes of you again 🙂