Personal Narrative: Best Buy

It was an average weeknight, my brothers and I goofing around, my mom sewing, and my dad was out getting groceries. All of a sudden my dog Rascal started spazzing on the ground and breathing really heavy. It was very confusing at first because he was fine and then he wasn’t. We put a blanket under him and relaxed with him. When my dad came home he said stuff in my private with my mom and they came back in and said it was time for bed. So we all went to bed hoping he was going to be okay.

I met the love of my life at the Disney Store. As disgusting as it is, I have been drinking out of one cup for the past decade. This cute, pink cup crafted from engineering genius is able to hold exactly one cup of water without spilling over making for quite a useful substitute measuring cup. It features Marie, the little sister kitten from my, at the time, favorite movie “The Aristocats” encased in a sparkly, semi snow globe type contraption. Unless offered a disposable cup, I simply refuse to drink out of any other glass.

“How much more do we need?” I asked as my sister counting the money. My sister replied in frowny face, “We still need 300 dollars more to pay the rent.” “You have to work under our father’s name in his company to compensate for the income loss. Five dollars an hour in Utshob.com is helping us. You got to work in our father’s factory.” She left the bedroom in upset.

I utilize Office Depot for their copy services often. The Office Depot nearest my home was where I most often got my copy orders filled. One evening prior to morning meeting, I sent documents to be printed. The meeting was at 11 am and Office Depot opened at 9am. I figured that gave me time to stop on the way to the meeting, pick up the copies and be on time to the meeting. Well this “moment of truth” began with the print shop employee explaining to me they never received the order via email. When I asked him to check, he was able to find the order but needed time to print it. He pulled up the files and the telephone rang. I was slightly annoyed the order was not ready but understood things happen. However,

This lesson was on "Buy vs. Build" and it really gave some good pros and cons for each option, I personally do the build option as it really gives you a sense of ownership and offers the ability to learn a lot about the rifle by doing the work yourself. There are many factors to weigh when making such a decision but cost, time and mechanical ability are definitely at the forefront. If someone doesn’t have a mechanical bone in their body and have never assembled anything besides Legos in their life then building and AR is completely out of their realm, that’s where the buying option comes into play. Now there are many pros when it comes to buying an AR off the shelf. The warranty for one can’t be beat and The AR is currently the most popular rifle in America. There are so many reputable and quality manufacturers producing ARs that it’s hard to find a bad one, at almost any price point. Stick with a well-known name brand with a good reputation for quality, and you should have a reliable AR that will last a long time and won’t cause too many headaches. It doesn’t get much

The checkout was a disaster as far as I was concerned. I got in line and there were two other customers in front of me. The first customer was just finishing his checkout process and leaving. The second customer had placed several of her items, from her large order, on the edge of the checkout counter. Alissa started to scan the customer’s merchandise, but did not offer a greeting or a smile. She did ask for the customer’s Ingles card but that was all the Alissa ever said to the customer. I could not read the bagger’s name tag but he was a Caucasian male about 20 years old. He was about 5’ 10” tall, brown hair, no glasses, dark Ingles shirt and khaki pants. The bagger never greeted the customer. He bagged the items with little regard as too

My mom and I were walking through Walmart and we had directed ourselves towards the produce section. As my mom counted one by one the tomatoes that she was placing in the plastic bag, I wondered off. All that I could think of as I walked was how money was tight, but somehow we still need to buy groceries. As I entered the frozen aisle I noticed a woman in front of me with her cart. As she was exiting the aisle she got a call and while looking for her phone in her purse, she accidentally dropped some folded dollar bills. I continued walking towards the end that had the money and as I got closer my eyes would dart around looking for any witnesses. Before I knew it my toes were an inch away from the money. Getting a closer look to the money I

From the time I could take my first step to my big 18, my family's financial status hasn’t been all that great. Stemming from that we did what we always had to and that was to survive off the bare minimum. Coming off a household of barely above a combined net worth of thirty-thousand dollars we didn’t have all the fancies of life like others. Coming off of Cedar Street just North of the poverty stricken Fulton Projects, I knew I could’ve had it off worse than what I did. That neighborhood changes people, and by that, I will never be as credulous of the system surrounding me.

Hair down, black converse, black jacket, slim cut khakis that’s what I was wearing when I decided to go to the store around the corner. I call it the “Chinese store” but not trying to being racist. Well it would not be racist cause no chinese work there. They don't mind anyone calling it that, it made them feel like they belong in the hood. Everyone in the neighborhood steals from there. Everytime I go into the store I see someone stealing. It is starting to become a habit for most people at any store not just the Chinese store.

I have worked for a major retail store for the past 10 years. For the last three years before the Christmas holidays, they have announced that some stores will be closing. I have customers who prefer to shop in the stores to see the items first before they make a purchase. Yes, I have had customers come into the store just to see the items but then wanted to complete the order at home. I think I have convenience half of the customers to order in the store instead of online. We have the buy online and pickup in stores option when customers buy items on our website. Every department has ipads to show customers items we do not have in the store but can order for them. I think as a retail store we have to think of other ways to keep customers

I used to play Monopoly every Saturday with my family, until my mom bought this god-awful version called Monopoly Electronic Gaming. It ruined the game, and it took the aspect of having paper money and replaced it with an electronic calculator. Personally, I despise new technology because it's extremely expensive, and we depend too much on it.

Have you ever went to the store and looked at something like a toy or a electronic? I know I have wanted something so bad that I would do anything for it. Would you do anything for something you saw at the store.

I remember like it was yesterday even though it wasn't, it was a gross rainy day and my mom had just moved into her new house. We had to help unpack everything into the garage, but we stopped early because the rain started to come down really hard. My mom took me to Petsmart because we had to get new stuff for the cat we were getting. We were getting the cat from her friends house that she had known for awhile. We had heard a story about the cat that when it was a kitten his mom was an outside cat so one day the cat went out and the owners friend had locked the door and the mother cat could not get in the house to feed the kittens. Sadley all the kittens died but they had to move a dresser and when they did they found him under it and the cat

When I was 14 years old my father told me if I want a pool to dig it myself. I accepted the challenge and began digging. I dug endlessly into the earth until black water began seeping from the ground. I had no idea what this substance was and I quickly yelled for my parents. As I rushed out of the hole, neither of my parents could speak as if they had seen a ghost. Four months later, my parents got into a fatal car accident. This unfortunate event left me and my brother alone with my aunt. Turned out the black substance was oil and my parents left me the rights to it. This is the story how I made a billion dollars.

This past week I took the weekend off from work, The Fresh Market, because I needed a break. I was just burned out from working two jobs and school full time. I used some of the 120 hours of vacation time I earned. I simply chilled for the weekend and got some much needed rest.