As we were leaving town Friday evening, we realized we had not packed swim diapers. These were going to be a necessity since we were pretty much going to live at the beach for the next few days. We knew we had to stop, because unlike fireworks, churros, camerones, curios, and cheap knock-off prescription drugs, swim diapers aren't one of those things that you know you can find cheap on every corner in Mexico.
So we stopped at a Super Walmart on the edge of town. Diapers were in the very far back corner, about 2 miles away, but I still was able to find them and get back to the registers within a few minutes. I should've been out in record time. But, no. There were about 85 registers in the place, but only 3 cashiers, even though the place was packed and several people were in each line, all with a shopping cart piled high. Hoping to save time, I opted for the self-checkout. The guy in front of me had problems and ended up having to get someone to cancel out his order so he could go through a cashier's line. I asked the girl manning the self-check out area if the machine would have change for a large bill and she said "Oh, definitely." I knew we didn't have any small bills and we needed some in case we got pulled over in Mexico - everyone knows you need to have a few 20's on hand just in case.
So I rang up the swim diapers and paid. The machine kicked out about 1/4 of my change and a notice came up that it needed to be refilled. The attendant called and said it would be a few minutes. I asked if she could give me change, but no - it had to come from that machine and there was only one person who could open it. TWENTY minutes later he showed up to refill the machine. Let's remember that Col and the baby are waiting in the car because I should've been in and out. What a nightmare.
Speaking of In-N-Out, that's where I wanted to grab dinner but Col was in the mood for Taco Bell. Col? In the mood for Taco Bell? I've never even heard him entertain the thought. So we ate Taco Bell. And it was gross. And so now, I will forever more associate Walmart and Taco Bell with misery. Misery, I tell you!