We went into a Wal-Mart that was right off the highway to get my kids some clothes. (Like many trips, it was spontaneous and one had only the clothes on his back and no shoes…) The greeter said… and I quote… “Welcome to Waaahl Mott, wood you like a cot?” After a few seconds, I accepted the cart (after all I had a kid with no shoes to push around) and the children goaded him into saying welcome to walmart a half dozen more times as well as “cart”,“you can’t get there from here”, “Gloucester”, and “Bar Harbor” until the next customer came… then we gave the poor guy a break.