Wal-Mart

Yesterday, a co-worker and I were talking and she mentioned she placed an order with Wal-Mart. She doesn't like to go in the store either, but she does like the prices. Me, um, not so much . . . and we discussed further in a civil manner.

Co-worker: What would you do if your man worked there? What if he was a manager? I bet you'd make your way there all the time.

Me: I bet my man would be homeless and divorced.

Co-worker: Not that man. That man [Points at the Emun Elliott picture someone graciously gave me, so I have it hanging at my station.]

Me, shocked for a moment: I hope he could get a better job than that.

Co-worker: Times are hard.

Me, cringing: Yeah, I'd probably go to Wal-Mart if Emun Elliott was there.