The joys of small-town shopping. You’ve got your whole list, your ice creams melting, and your meats going bad, but Aunt Edna’s gotta know all about your grandparents’ health and the demise of Sniffles the neighbors cat. Don’t even get me started on Uncle Cletus’ prescription-. You can’t rush a small-town Walmart trip, no SIR! Maybe just send Uncle Cletus for the Tylenol himself, and you can stick to online shopping for the rest.