There are three things that I am very proud of the fact that I have never done:
I've never drank a Snapple Beverage. Something about calling it "Snapple" that just makes me say "No thanks."
I've never seen a Jackie Chan movie. Look, I have unhappily been forced to sit through movies involving Pauly Shore, Adam Sandler, Jack Black, Jean Claude Van Damme, and Steven Seagal. All either inanely stupid un-funny people trying desperately to be funny or blockheadedly untalented "action heroes" trying desperately to act; in no cases have either group seen success. I'm not about to subject myself to a hybrid of such stupidity!
And the one that seems most polarizing among the folks I share it with: I never have, and never will, set foot inside a Wal-Mart. A quick bit of Googling on your part will lay out the evils of this soul-sucking corporation much more effectively than I can in a brief paragraph here, but that philosophical issue is not my only reason. There is a wonderful site out there sums up in hilarious fashion another of my reasons for refusing to patronize the establishment.
One friend of mine who does, on occasion, enter the Wal-Mart netherworld, has said that you see people in Wal-Mart who you see nowhere else in your community. "Where do they come from? Where have they been hiding?" he asks. People of Wal-Mart is a collection of photos, both culled by the site's creators and submitted by readers, of those people in their natural habitat, with appropriate - and gut-achingly hysterical - captions.
Do yourself a favor and bookmark this one right away. You'll either be laughing hysterically or shaking your head in utter disbelief. Or, like me, a little of both!