I used to work at Walmart, and there was this older woman who would come in once or twice a week, dressed to the nines like she was headed to church. She always wore these bright colored skirt suits with matching, bizzare hats. She’d get a cart and walk around the store shopping for different items to go along with these stories she made up (like going on vacation to Jamaica) and when her cart was full, she’d put everything back exactly as she found it, put her cart away and leave, without ever buying a single item.
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