Petco. Where the Crazies Go?

What a beautiful morning. Really it's quite grey outside, probably humid. But other than that, what a beautiful morning. It's been a few days and I deeply apologize. Exciting news this morning: My Awkward Blog reached 100 visits from July 12-this morning! Lets keep it coming homo-sapiens.
Recently, I got my precious feline, Totes, spayed and declawed. Me and Totes:

What a gem.

 Might I say she was a trooper. When I go to pick her up from the vet (aka Hell-on-Earth when dealing with a feline), they told me all of the supplies I needed to get (just new litter, not sure why I made it sound troublesome) to help her adjust to becoming a new woman. Totes and I venture on over to  "Petco. Where the Pets Go." I figured I could find "pellet-clumping-kitty-litter" (that sounds disgusting) on my own, but needless to say I was mistaken. I go up to the front to find a 35-40 year old man who probably is still living at home (Step Brothers Quote: Brennan was going to be moving into his own place, but he was recently let go from his job at PetSmart.) and who was extremely sweaty (?):

 I asked him about the litter since my feline had just gotten surgery and he became high and mighty on my arse and started naming 10+ kitty litter brands. I told him "I just need pellets." He begins speed walking (literally almost running), so I just stood at the counter as he ran off and he looked at me and said "Its this way." As if my out-of-shape self can even keep up with that. He finally shows me the right litter and grabs a massive bag of it. Probably 40 lbs or more, hands it over to me as I am brought down by gravity and runs away again. Back at the counter when I'm about to leave this AWKWARD (it's in the title) situation, I was taken aback by this:

Not this exact person, but eerily similar. She (?) began talking to the "Sweater" about how the "Panther Crawler (?)" had finally been purchased (Thank God!). They began chatting about how relieved they were that this crawler had been bought and how they would miss it cuddling with them while at the Petco. I got the hell out of there realllllll quick. Why do I end up in strange situations similar to this one? No one knows. But they do make for exciting stories. TGIF mofos. G'day mates, let's put anotha shrimp on the barbie. Let's not. BYE.

P.s. Has anyone else wondered why dog treats are starting to look way better than human food? No? Yeah, me neither....