Without your knowledge, I have just placed you, my dear loyal readers, into one of two categories: 1) DG? WTF does DG stand for? OR 2) Oh, I see! A post about Dollar General! How exciting!!
You may find yourself in the former category if you’ve had no exposure to the “largest small-box discount retailer” in the nation.
|offering a remarkable variety of everyday items.|
|11,000 stores in 40 states|
|Oh oh. What will Daughter C do??|
Or you may be in the former category because you are… well… “storist”– one who has a preconceived notion of what a Dollar General store is and that’s just not good enough for you. (Perhaps you can afford to overpay for paper towels. 99% of us cannot.)
The Dollar General store in a small town is the great equalizer. One is just as likely to be in line behind a bedraggled family doing its weekly grocery shopping as one is to be in line behind the bespectacled county attorney buying a pack of legal pads. Christine– the check out lady whose niece runs the gas station/plate lunch restaurant just down the road from us– knows all of our names.
Speaking of equalizers– did you seen this the other day?
Gunman invades Dollar General, meets concealed carry permit holder.
This happened in Orrsville, Alabama. We looked Orrsville up on the map. Who walks into a DG in Orrsville, Alabama and doesn’t see this coming? Some people just aren’t cut out for a life of crime.