@Walmart… I was at AVL, NC WalMart last nite to buy groceries and band-aids, neosporin, and cortisone.

Peaches on sale for $2.08/lb rang up for $2.37/lb. The fast-talking, gum-chewing snark at the CS office wanted to argue and confuse me with her BS, but I would not budge and would not stop until she refunded the entire amount I paid for the peaches, a tidy sum in cash. So much for trying to work a “Calvin Hill” fraud on me.

Don’t let them pull scanner fraud on you. It’s an epidemic at so many of the stores — Ingles, Aldi, Harris Teeter, Target, Wally World… all of them and more…and it spreads like wildfire. *Monkey see, monkey do!* Today I make my report to NC’s Dept. of Agriculture and Consumer Affairs, and to NCOAG. copy: AG Joshua Stein, Mr. Troxler at D. of Ag.

Just don’t do it! They’re a pack of charlatans and scoundrels who collect generous-hearted folks’s honest money and do dishonest things with it. I’m telling you as a retired lawyer that they lie when they advertise they do free civil courthouse work for people. Pull foias on them and see for yourself. They cherry-pick what little they do and leave deserving folks who genuinely, even desperately, need legal help languishing in the dust. These are not good people but posing Pharisees. These are not ethical people. These are more of a big-spending social club than anything else, giving each other lavish parties with creme brulee, caviar, champagne, and lobster dainties: These are a despicable scam showing off with false pretenses, preening each other, and giving each other undeserved awards for doing little of nothing. They act like a nest of gossipy immature Jaycees, whose intense ambition is personal gain and judge-greasing, not charity for the poor desperate for legal help. If you’re a person who has been wronged and direly need legal help, suffer every wrong which could be done you before applying at that nest of “Uriah Heep” shysters. The last time I was there to watch the hypocrites party, I should have made photos of the Porsches, M5 Series Beemers, and Mercedes Benzes sparkling on the back lot. (with a Prius or two)