Let's set the scene, shall we?

It's Pittsburgh in the middle of February.

The air temperature reads zero.

Yes.

Zero.

Wind of 25 plus miles per hour.

Windchills of 20 degrees below zero.

Or colder.

It's snowing.

Defrost barely keeps up with the melt, then refreeze of the snow/ice on your windshield.

You work in an unheated warehouse.

Your warmest coat, bought especially for work, now has a broken zipper.

You drive to Walmart.

Yes Walmart.

To buy a new one.

Only to.

Not buy the coat.

Instead, I bought Beef Jerky to reinforce my manhood, then chocolate to cure my depression.

Why didn't I buy the coat?

Its the middle of February in the frigid cold north and retail chains decide its time to pack away all the coats and bring out swimming trunks and light clothing. Apparently in the frozen north, its "lets pack all the cold stuff away and bring out all the warm stuff" season! Not to mention the fact that there's only 2... TWO! fucking registers open! 30 people in each line. Oh, and when they finally decide to open up a third register, the dumb cunt decides she'd rather text on her fucking phone rather than do her god damn job!

Congratulations!

Congratulations WalMart, on sucking even by your standards!

Someone gimme a beer!