I love it when we all get together and share these stories.

You definitely outdid yourself this time, Dan. But no details on the hot register zombie? Shame on you!
Mine is not nearly as action-packed and interesting, but there are still its small share of frustration and surprise!
So I decide that I'm going to reward myself after a blah work week with a trip to Wal-Mart. There's a number of kewl things that are out right now that I haven't been able to hunt down. Number one on the list? Power Rangers! Bandai America is devoting their 2010 line to the original Mighty Morphin Power Rangers, and I want a damn Megazord! Hell, the four-inch figures would be cool too. Then there's the DC Universe Wave 10, which has must-buy characters like the Joker and Man-Bat and is exclusive to Wal-Mart, Transformers Masterpiece Skywarp (also WM-exclusive), more TF exclusives, and maybe a regular Joe or TF or two.
I get it, get trapped behind a herd of waddling regulars at the entrance, finally escape the migration, and make for the coveted toy aisles. This takes a while, because the store was recently "remodeled", which consists of rearranging the store and making the aisles much wider. To accommodate the herd size, you see. And merchandise is lost from sections in the process.
Case in point! This Wal-Mart, as I mentioned before, has ditched 90% of all of its superhero toys. Doesn't matter if it's DC or Marvel, Universe or Legends, it's not there? What's the remaining stuff? The damn last wave of Spider-Man. Three damn scuba Spideys, five with sticky webs, and one of the loser Tarantula. With exploding crate! Yeah, good luck with that. I don't know why I even bothered.
After that waste of time, I took a look at the shrunken Power Rangers selection. Nothing special. One of the rare chase figures from an older series was there, but it was of a character I care nothing about, not the Titanium Ranger I would have rather found. Nothing else was new or even that cool, so easy pass.
I spent a good amount of time looking at the movie Joes. I haven't bought a Joe in a very, very long time. You could say it was my college phase, trying out the 25th line when that was new. They were impressive but really couldn't hold my attention. But these days, I have more compatible figures, so I gave them another shot. Yeah, same thing, nothing demanded that I buy it. The Elite Viper came very, very close though, and it was rolled back to $5.
Zero for three, I finally scoured the Transformers for new hotness. At first, didn't look like that would happen, but then I noticed some stuff like the variant Breakaway and a lot of Jolts... and behind a bunch of Mudflaps, paydirt! I'd finally found the
Ice Cream Twins! At $10, I knew I couldn't pass them up. I was even lucky enough to find three of them, so I got to compare which one I liked best. Not looking to tempt fate, I picked up some foodstuffs and headed for the registers.
With a tiny line, a cute associate at the register, and adjacent access to the card games section, the under 10 items lane was the obvious choice. This store didn't have self-checkout anyway (it's one of the oldest WMs in Maryland, thus tiny and behind the times). And what do I happen to find there, staring at me in the most elaborate and attention-grabbing packaging possible?
The Slivers fan's holy grail. Eff me. It was more expensive than all the other food and toys combined, but you don't ignore shiny Slivers! Right next to Skids and Mudflap it went. Hasbro was getting rich off me today.
One brief card swipe later, and I was walking out of there, actually smiling at the exit's greeter and going on my merry way, even popping out the cell phone, when suddenly I was hearing someone call "Sir! Sir!" No alarm went off, so I figured it wasn't about me, until I then heard, "Sir! On the cellphone!" shizznit. Curious and almost fearful (this was a decrepit WM employee, after all), it turns out that my coveted Slivers deck had been left behind! I made a note to myself to be wary of bag carousels in the future, embarassingly took the bag from the young lady who'd rang me up and noticed my oversight, and went on my merry way.