Another reason to hate Wal-Mart (as if I really needed one)

Tonight I caved to the beckoning, convenient call of the huge Wal-Mart monstrosity that is near my house. I needed some stuff and I didn't have a lot of time before the vodka would be all gone, thus I sucked it up and went to Wal-Mart.

And of course, they didn't have any recycled paper towels on offer there, at all. Not any. And of course, they had one lane open and 4,271 customers in line. And all the little kids were throwing tantrums and crying.

Sweet Jesus, please deliver me.