tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post7588446170193135615..comments2023-06-28T03:41:01.923-05:00Comments on Hillbilly Mansion Four: The Devil's Playground Is A SweatshopHillbilly Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-50159857906561632522009-06-22T20:43:28.396-05:002009-06-22T20:43:28.396-05:00Melani,
Great Googley Moogley! And I thought my mo...Melani,<br />Great Googley Moogley! And I thought my mom was trying to kill me today with her house at 80 degrees. In fact, I told my son, "We're not going to stay long, it's 80 degrees in here." I thought I was exaggerating, but he looked over my shoulder at the thermostat, and said, "You're right."<br /><br />I hope your husband has one of those battery-operated little fan thingies you can hand around your neck. Hey! I bet they sell them at Wal-Mart! Maybe he can get an employee discount. <br /><br />I don't see how anybody can be productive at that temperature. Just like when I worked in a school with no air conditioning, when all we did was try to make it through the day.<br /><br />Thanks for letting me know that those checkers spoke the truth, and that The Devil is not out to get me.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-88825113319409764962009-06-22T19:28:04.245-05:002009-06-22T19:28:04.245-05:00My husband works for the Walmart home office-they ...My husband works for the Walmart home office-they do indeed control everything from here in Bentonville. He wanted you to know that the conference room he was in today was 82 degrees. Just so you don't think they are only torturing their customers and store employees. ;)Melanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07167725697086007015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-66237592707545171262009-06-22T17:33:35.936-05:002009-06-22T17:33:35.936-05:00Miss Ann,
I feel your heat.
Chick,
I told the Sa...Miss Ann,<br />I feel your heat.<br /><br /><br />Chick,<br />I told the Save-A-Lot manager one day that their store was much more comfortable than Wal-Mart. She said, "It costs us more to run the open freezers if we set the thermostat too high." See? Think of all the open freezer space Wal-Mart has. They're just trading six of one for a half dozen of the other.Hillbilly Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18067833789262242514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-86519228967911405252009-06-21T20:30:09.950-05:002009-06-21T20:30:09.950-05:00Pffft. That whole "air controlled in Bentonvi...Pffft. That whole "air controlled in Bentonville" sounds like a load of hooey...if you know what I mean. Should kick those tightwads in the a$$. Like they can't afford to turn on the AC for the people they're stealing souls from. :P<br /><br />And yes, you're right...it's flaming hot. Who turned the heat on outside? Oh wait...Wally World. That's right. :PChickadeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00516832244348723175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-762161034582025921.post-35468276350308244232009-06-21T18:01:51.733-05:002009-06-21T18:01:51.733-05:00It is hot, indeed. Recently I have broken out int...It is hot, indeed. Recently I have broken out into a sweat while sitting on my couch with the a/c running. It's too hot to move.Mommy Needs a Xanaxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01807707012305893563noreply@blogger.com