Maybe our Wallyworld didn't get the message or they outsourced their updates to Lance in Rangoon. I stopped by one on the way home last night prepared for:
A: sorry, we're out.
B: Yes we have 2 boxes- they're 10+ now.
First sign that things were looking up was the THREE employees in the gun kiosk. Two women and a young guy. I squinted and looked for the .223 on the other side of the kiosk under the counter but didn't see any. Asked anyway. They come over to where I'm standing- on the side where they usually keep the pistol ammo and look. Yep- here they are. And the price? 7.73. How many do you want? Oh, 5 or 6 (5 is my personal best at any of the local stores).
She pulls out 6 and stacks them on the counter, 3 high 2 across. So, how many more do you have? She pulls out 4 more, now I have 3 stacks of 3 and an orphan. She pulls out 2 more and says, "these are the last two. You ought to get them" as she stacks them on the singleton. "Now, that's a uniform stack. I like things even." I kid you not, her exact words.
Triple bags them with no, "are you going to war?" Just have a good weekend. I notice the gun racks were full and all the accessory racks were well stocked.
I leave and listen for the Twilight Zone theme, but don't hear any. Got home and put 3 more bandos of the stuff together to finish off an ammo can. Today I forage north.
Saturday, 9:40 am- Wal Mart north of here- 2 boxes at the price everyone's moaning about. Passed. On the way home all I could think of was Merle Haggard's "Are the Good Times Really Over For Good?"
The FL WM I hate!
Back in IN. they would order anything for ya! even hanguns