im sorry Branden
i walked through the shopping center known as Wal-Mart and as I began to pivot my movement towards the aisle that contains prophylatics and personal lubrication oils, the female that was stocking the shelf was breathing very heavily and just seemed distracted, when the staccato knocking of high-heels filled the air and a slight breeze of perfume revealed a lighter-skinned female who spoke with the dialect and cadence of Caucasian, inquired upon the Wal-Mart employee whether or not the store carried refridgeration devices for bottles of wine. The female employee held her tongue at the roof of her mouth and sucked in air which created a snapping noise that resembled the aural disturbance caused when lightning strikes a fertile tree branch. She then proceeded to answer the customer in a derogatory manner by using African-American ebonics to tell her that this store was not the establishment known as Macys and that she should have realized that before she opened her mouth. i walked down the aisle and glanced at her name tag and it stated "DeLaQuanisia"