Working at Walmart during tourist season is basically a customer service version of Survivor… except instead of winning a million dollars, you win a headache, a prayer request, and stories nobody would believe.
Tourist season:
Where people drive 8 hours to forget how aisles, manners, and common sense work.
I’m convinced some tourists treat Walmart like an escape room.
They wander around confused, ask where things are while standing directly in front of them, and somehow still get mad at the employees.
Dear tourists:
The Walmart employees did not personally hide the bread, move the bathrooms, or ruin your vacation.
Working retail in a tourist town builds patience, character, and a very close relationship with prayer. 😂
From your friendly smiling cashier,
Stacey