Why do all the crazy people flock to Wal Mart?

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Crazy is probably not the best word I could have used. Maybe rude, inconsiderate, moronic, hillbilly back woods corn fed....ok Crazy will have to do for now. There is only 1 Walmart in this town of about 35,000. On any given day at any time of day 20,000 are at this WalMart. (slight exaggeration I assure you) I just survived another excursion to Wally World and here is the condensed version of my experience. I drove the 9 miles without incident, following behind 8 cars obviously going the same place from the time I left my zip code. I then sat and watched the left turn lane light go from green to red and back again 5 times before I was able to even see the parking lot. I make the turn then have to sit at the stop sign 100 feet away while a dozen cars from 3 other directions fail to stop at their stop signs. (I had the right of way this entire time) I then drive the length of this building which is like double the size of my childrens school looking to see if I can see an open spot. I can't. I circle around the last isle and in my rear view I see reverse lights 30 cars back. I get to the end and turn back up the lane I just came down. I sit and wait patiently for the 92 year old lady to back her car out one agonizing inch at a time. My turn signal is on. I am clearly going to take this spot once granny moves her boat. She finally gets out and pulls enough ahead for me to begin to make the turn when out of nowhere some yo boy (I call him this because of his dread locks and 15 gold chains around his neck) darn near takes off the front of her Caprice classic to whip into the spot. Not only does he see me sitting there but he looks right at me and laughs. (Some people are so lucky walmart won't let you see the ammunition AND the shot guns at the same time) I circle back around and end up parking what feels like a half a mile away from the entrance. I get inside and get my cart only to be accosted by the little old lady at the door who hands out the stickers for returns and the smiley stickers for the kids. My baby is 17 months old. She does NOT need stickers. Yet she got not one but TWO of them. One for each hand. I'm convinced this woman would have tried to stick one on her forehead as well if it hadn't been hidden under a hat. It took me longer to park and get in the door than it did to actually acquire the things I went there to get. I will leave out the 20 people who stopped me to comment on how beautiful my daughter is and the 18 people in line at the deli. It is just too much to relive. Big surprise they have ALL of the self check out lanes closed when I finally get back up front. I pick a lane with 3 people in it ahead of me. I swear to god the first woman paid for her 6 items with change. Mostly quarters mind you but STILL with change! The next two people wrote checks. It had now been an hour from the time I pulled into the parking lot to get my items rung up. My cashier was more interested in making faces at my kid and missed 5 or 6 things and had to go over each line item and through the bags to see what she forgot. At last. I pay my $53 and I am headed out the door. I have to weave into the mass exodus of other people leaving the store to make it past psycho sticker greater lady. The pedestrian cross walk is no joke, 100 feet long with stop signs at both ends. The moron who took my parking space nearly took out my cart because he was too busy checking his gold teeth in his mirror as he was backing up. Today was mild to some of what I experienced while holiday shopping. But still really... Do any of you ever encounter people like this when you go to WalMart?