Walmart on Sunday afternoon

Or should I say BIZZARO World. There are some FREAKY people in Walmart on Sunday. They come out in mass, more than you can count. Buggies pulling out in front of you from EVERYWHERE, people looking right past you, running over you because they are oblivious to the real world. They're in BIZZARO World. It continued. We ended up at Blockbuster. Seems they don't know their alphabet. Going internet somehow messed them up. Nothing in place, new releases all out of order. We wanted "In Good Company" and finally found it nestled on the bottom isle with the P's, or was it the M's, who knows, see what I mean, BIZZARO World. Today has been weird.