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It's 12 O'clock on a Saturday...the regular crowd shuffles in. And it's a pretty motley crew. I'm not one to judge, but my god, these people. First of all, what's with all the toddlers? It's close to midnight. I guess that it's a good sign that their parents are at least taking care of them. But how 'bout a little commons sense huh? Wal-Mart is a pretty weird place to be anyway, where there's a good mix of weirdos and so-called normal people. But late at night, all the crazies are left alone. Let's take a look: First, here's me in the electronics section.
On the screen is the band 98 Degrees. |
I was trying to capture N'Sync, but I don't think there's much difference.
There's about 16 TV's playing this. A fairly common scene, but I though
it was one with capturing, since I was going for the typical 12am Wal-mart
experience The number of people buying eletronics 'round midnight was astonishing.
The photo was taken by Garrick. That's me caressing the screen.
Here's
a picture of me, trying on a pair of "blade"style sunglasses. A very
popular style at Wal-mart. It usually goes well with the "dirt look,"
that buzzed on top, long in back look also referred to as a "mullet,"
and a mesh baseball cap. Acid wash jeans and "black shirts covered
in lightning," as my brother Geoff says, also help complete the look.
The most annyoing thing about trying on sunglasses is that stupid tag in
the middle.
Now
here's a group of punks. Or "hoods," as Garrick calls them. But he's older.
Anyway, the curly haired dude sitting on the right and his not-particularly-attractive
ladyfriend in the funny racing-striped pants were standing in the underwear
section, where she was considering the purchase of some fancy underpants.
I think i scared them off when we tried to get the picture. I was a little
too obvious when I just stood next to them pretending to look at something.
I think this group was the most aware of its surroundings of any that we
encountered. That's me facing left standing at the door, about at the girl's
1 o'clock. Photo by Garrick.
Garrick
picked this subject. That's me in the middle looking at a mini-skirt.
The woman is not what i'd call too pleasing to the eye. Typical for
a Wal-Mart employee. Hey, there's gotta some truth to stereotypes
right? I mean, why would a lot of people individually come up with
stereotypes if there weren't some truth to it, right? Anyway, I don't think
that this woman's unattractiveness is very debatable. I don't know if you
can make it out, but she had this horrible factial contortion. Not really
her fault, in fairness. But in all honesty, it gave me the creeps. While
I'm sensitive to the plight of this poor woman, I can't imagine anywhere
else where'd she be at that particular time. If you told me that
she had a job, nine times outta ten I'd say "Yeah right. Where? The late
shift at wal-mart. HA-AAAA..." Besides, don't blame me.
This one was Garricks idea.
been there half an hour ago with Todd. I believe my excact words were "She's
so large, she has to be captured on film." She was the last
person we saw as we were leaving, a good finish to the photo session.
She's really a lot bigger than you see her here. From the front,
she's very wide. But here, the camera actually took off 40-50 punds.
Here you see her at rest, leaning against a pile of water-softener salt.
Upon further review of the picture, she appears to be eying that small
child or midget. Hopefully, she didn't scoop it up and devour it.
She looks pretty tired and hungry though. I'm doing a pretty poor
job of trying to look inconspicuous. I was in a rush, because I really
wanted the picture. Admittedly, i did feel pretty mean about it.
But it had to be done. I did say to Garrick numerous times "Are we
going to hell for that shot?"