I've kinda restarted a old hobby of mine, people watching. I did quite a bit of it while I was working at the mall in the cigar shop, now there's a place to see the world. All kinds come to the mall.
Anyway on to today's people watching, Wally-World, another good place to see America at its finest?
First, I have to tell you about Miss Priss & Gomer, both early 20's. She's all done up in her finest today, she's got on her low cut hip huggers, hot pink baby doll tee and matching hoodie, both of which are adjusted to proudly show off her belly button ring. Black stilleto heels with little rinestones on the long pointy toes, and matching knock off tiny handbag, she's not about to carry a women's purse that can actually hold more than a lipstick, cigs, and cell phone. And you can't forget, got to have the make-up and hair just so, you never know who your going to bump carts with in the frozen food aisle at Wally World. Then there's Gomer, most likely her first hubby, he's pushing the cart, following along behind her,looking like a puppy you just yelled at, wearing old camo pants, his faded out high school baseball t-shirt, dirty work boots and an old freebie ball cap he got somewhere. Scruffy would be a good description of him, looks like he hasn't shaved in a few days, probally rolled out of bed this morning and drug on whatever clothes were close at hand. What a pair.
Next up, your typical mexican family. Dad's a cowboy, got the starched,pressed, skin tight Wranglers on, multi-colored cowboy shirt, white ostrich skin cockroach stomper boots, tooled leather belt with chrome lacing and choncos with a belt buckle big enough to serve lunch on, and you can't forget about the blazing white straw cowbot hat either. He's strutting along like a peacock on viagra doing nothing. Wifey, on the other hand is wearing a pair of old jeans, frumpy shirt, and scuffed up old tennis shoes, her hair is pulled back in a no nonsence ponytail, and very little if any makeup. She's probally been running like mad all morning taking care of the house and everything else, including all of the shopping currently going on. Let's see now, on to the kids. The teenage son is pushing the cart, was drug screaming to the store, he's wearing baggy jeans, a t-shirt about two sizes too big, and high tops, the height of teenage male fashion. The teenage daughter is there as well, she of course spent two hours getting ready for the trip, making sure she looks like the biggest hoochy mama slut that you've ever seen, enough make-up for two girls on, trying her best not to fall out of her halter top that is about a size too small, skirt short enough that if she bends over, everybody's going to know what color panties she has on, and the best part is, I'd guess her age at about fourteen.
Well, that was the two most interesting sights today, can't wait to see who I see next.
