EDIT: Darn, looks like they’ve run out of supplies.
I’m in the middle of one of those weeks where by Wednesday I’m ready to stab myself with any blunt object I can find. I’ve run more errands in the past three days than in the past three months combined. (goob’s brain: yeah, maybe that’s the problem) Heck, I’m typing this post right now while standing in line at the bank. Hey, Mr. Bank Teller – just give the lady her money!!
Sorry, where was I? Oh yeah, free Parent’s Choice Infant Formula from Walmart. Oh boy, how am I going to tie this in with the bank. Um, let’s see, is anybody breast feeding? *scans room* Darn. How about I go buy a giant tin of formula and come throw it at the bank manager’s head for only having one teller while a million people are in line?
Uh-oh, I’m getting violent! Screw this, I’m going home.