Wacky Wally World

Yesterday afternoon, I went shopping at Walmart with.... my mother D: . As soon as we entered, I smelled the wonderful yet conflicting fragrances of Subway and Fried Food. Being the hungry teenager I am, I went straight for the fried food. After eating the wonderful snack of fried BBQ chicken, I promptly threw it away. A few minutes later, my mother looked into the cart and asked "where is the container for the chicken I bought you?"   "I threw it away" I replied with a slight shrug. "What?!? We still need to pay for that!"  she said in utter suprise " What? I thought you already payed for that!" I said with nervous, slightyly shrill voice. "You need to get it back" She demanded. "but It's in the Trash!" I retorted. "We're In Walmart, go get it out of the trash." She shouted "silently". So, very reluctantly, I went back to the trash bin, and retrieved the lid for my crunchy snack with the price tag on it. I felt very ashamed, but then thought "I'm in Walmart, Why should I give a damn?".