I’m a Monster
Not only do I not think Walmart is the source of all evils in the world, but I actually have gotten over my elitist sense of the place and now consider myself a customer. This probably means I’ve had my last bowl of grass-fed quinoa, but it is the right call for my family.
See, Mayo is slightly odd-shaped. I mean, he’s got all the regular parts in the regular places. But he is very tall and thin… 75% for height but just 10% for weight. So, it can be difficult to find clothes that fit him. Fortunately, Carter’s stuff seems to be cut just right for him. And, perhaps even more fortunately, there was a Carter’s outlet store just down the road. We could pick up 3-packs of pants or 2-packs of onesie/pant sets for just $9 a pop. This was a steal.
But outlet shopping can be torture. Though just 5 minutes away, it is impossible to spend less than an hour there. Parking is a maze (especially with construction of a new parking garage going on), it is always crowded, and the Carter’s store — despite being dedicated to clothes for babies and young children — is too tightly packed to navigate a stroller. Still, a small price to pay for well-fitting baby clothes that don’t break the bank.
However… I recently discovered that the local Walmart ALSO sells Carter’s stuff. And it’s a whole minute closer. With ample parking. And wide aisles. Plus the clothes are cheaper (the aforementioned products sell for $7.50) So, now we buy much of our baby stuff at Walmart. I can be out and back in under 30 minutes and save over 15%. Win-win-win.
Now… please tell me why I’m wrong.