One day in class we were discussing Wal-Mart’s typical clientele, particularly if you visit one in the middle of the night. We had all been in during the wee hours of the morning, and had all seen some pretty unusual folk.
One student, however, said that one of the Wal-Marts in Hagerstown, Maryland was far worse than most others.
“It’s in Maryland, but it’s near Pennsylvania and West Virginia, so it gets weirdos from all three. It’s like a trifecta of trash.”