SUPERstore....is it really??
In my opinion, they should never have named the Superstore the Superstore. It should be called something like...Frustration Mart, or Cuddie Mart (at least in Brandon), Anyway, as most of you know, the Superstore is my least favorite place to shop, but yet I frequent it a couple times a week. Why, because I am still of Mennonite persuasion and love a good deal. So today I went to pick up a few things. First of all, having 300 m/hr winds and pushing a cart through a less than smooth parking lot, got me undies all in a gather. Then i get out of the terrain to realize that again, I gotta bum deal on a cart. I just had a few things, so hoping this "lemon" would make the trip, I continued on my way. Well as I am wheeling along at usual "shopping" pace, the wheel falls right off. Sat there for a moment, bit my tongue, thought about what i should do. Well I decided I would put my Heavy Diesel Mechanic skills to good use and just quickly try to assemble it, at least to get me through this shopping trip. While fixing the wheel, my little Cabrera decides it would be fun to pitch some 'products' I had already picked up. So he goes for the pitch, and thank goodness old Cito Gaston was there to make the catch of none other than one of my femine products. Red is a beautiful shade on me, Don't you think?

I felt like just leaving the cart right in the middle of the store, but again, Mennonite persuasion, I would have lost my Heartland Credit Union token.
I hope I never run into that man again. Although, we both had a pretty good chuckle.





