I walk down the supermarket aisle looking for canned bread. I decide to get the cheaper brand, because it just tastes better, don't question me. All of a sudden, a beautiful hunk of a man walks down the left side of the aisle. He's wearing a Walmart shirt, so I'd assume that he works there. His name tag says Bruce. "Do you need any help finding what you're looking for?" he says. I tell him no thanks and continue with my shopping. I take about another hour to gather my groceries for the week, and by that time Bruce is working the only open register. I walk up to the register and begin to check out my groceries. "Can i have your phone number for our rewards program?" he asks me. Last I remember, Walmart didn't have a rewards program, but maybe it's new. I give him my number, buy all my groceries, and go home.
