Sleeping inside of a Wal-Mart is no daunting task, however, it can definitely be done.
I totally slept on the floor!
Well to begin with, it all started when I got the number of my laborer. We came speeding through the speed bumps of a quiet, upper class neighborhood in Sandy Springs listening to Friendly Fires Aeroplane Remix. What I saw at that point was his eyes and he got up to meet me. This was going to be the guy who convinced me to go to Pennsylvania, and before you tell me to take responsibility, I do.
If you read my previous post, you would know that it definitely sucks working in construction but goddamn that paycheck is nice. Seriously though, go read what I'm talking about because it's basically enough for another page... This is the continuation of my life here, hoping that it inspires you to be all like hell yeah I'm CHASING MY DREAMS
How can't I describe this feeling? Trying to sleep on the cold bathroom floor until someone comes in to interrupt your quickie and now you have to go on your phone. No text or calls from the people who took you there. Nothing, just pure darkness when you stare into the pitch black sky from the Northeastern countryside.
why Not Practice Your Beat skills While Here?
There was also moments of euryopia when playing the keyboard and making random melodies while avoiding the Wal-Mart employees. And as for other people entering the store, it seems like many restaurant and overnight employees stopped by to buy their groceries. Have you ever wondered where and how overnight employees go to shop for groceries, water bottles, or clothing? Yep, right there at 2 AM in Wal-Mart!
Imagine you have just left the hotel where your co-workers were staying for the night and yo grateful for it. While the rest of society was getting ready for the next day, I was pretty much waiting for my phone to fully charge while I set out on my journey back to Georgia. What awaited me was not necessary fear, but disgust. Guess why that might be?
greyhound was not the same as the 60's
I rode on the bus back to Georgia on a Greyhound bus.
As you can probably imagine, it was one of the worst experiences in public transportation ever. The employees of Greyhound really could care less about you or your belongings because to them you're just another passenger despite the fact that you're paying. That's why I said disgust awaits me because it makes me sick that these people are in charge of hundreds of people. I also lost my belongings on this trip back... Maybe that's a blessing in disguise huh?
Either way, what do you think? Would you be able to sleep in Wal-Mart if your life depended on it. In some ways, it definitely is better than sleeping outside in the cold, on a public bench, in all types of weather. But you see, the part that sucks is you have to keep yourself awake! Would you like to do that?