That would be me, driving myself to town for nothing and then deciding to make the best of it.
Since April, I've ordered food online from Walmart and then, following the instructions from WM, picked it up. Piece of cake, right?
I put in an order day before yesterday and was ready to go and pick it up yesterday morning, but when I checked, the order had not gone through. It was there, but had not been processed.
I fixed a few things, or so I thought, and this morning, even though I didn't get the acknowledgement from WM, I was so sure all was well and set off for town.
Some 15 miles later, I arrived at WM. And, of course, my order had not been received. I just couldn't understand how I could do something correctly for five months, twice a month at least, and now be so completely lost.
Fortunately, two chirpy, helpful, and technically advanced young people, WM employees, appeared, took my phone and showed me what I had neglected to do. A simple double-check that the order submitted was the order I wanted. So now I know and will, hopefully, remember it.
Driving home, I decided to make the best of it and take some pictures so I could post about my lost morning, and sort of show off how I didn't let it get me down. OH, well...