I see both sides of it. My bf hates to shop at Wal-mart, because they have poor air conditioning, and he sweats easily in such an atmosphere. I don't like it much myself.

I've also found that Wal-mart no longer carries as many of my favorite things as they used to. It seems that, lately, I don't find much of what I used to buy. We don't go very often at all--mostly, only when my mom wants us to take her. And my bf usually waits in the car.

Pretty much all my clothes are Wal-mart clothes. Some I've had for years, without holes in them. However, they get stretched out and their colors dull pretty quickly.

On this theme, I recommend a horror book called The Store by Bentley Little. It really reminds me of Wal-mart.