I had a hankering for some good old Auntie Anne's pretzels yesterday morning so I somehow convinced my body to get out of bed and head over to the Fairgrounds to satiate that craving. Unfortunately, the place was packed, mobbed, overflowing, etc. with people who were there for a "Train Meet" from what the sign said. I don't even know what a Train Meet is exactly but it prevented me from finding even ONE open parking space so I begrudgingly moved on.
Next stop, Walmart in Trexlertown (the only other "local" Auntie Anne's).
I wasn't inside of Walmart for more than ten minutes when I had already counted ten Nascar jackets. Is it any wonder why the place is on the receiving end of so many redneck jokes? Don't get me wrong, I think some Nascar jackets are even pretty hot and can be pulled off by the right people. However, none of the people I saw were the "right" people (yeah, I'm just gonna leave that one right there).
Posted by languorous at February 27, 2005 10:15 AMSo...is it Walmart that has the reputation of attracting that particular social grouping, or Trexlertown? 'Cause I've heard neither rumor.
I could really go for some Aunti Anne's myself...it's all about the Almond.
Posted by: Gar at February 27, 2005 03:39 PMI really need to know who IS, in your opinion, the right kind of person to pull off NASCAR gear.
Posted by: Jason at March 1, 2005 10:04 AM