Damn you, Walmart!

I hit Walmart over my lunch hour. Just needed to pick up cheese cubes that Cody has to bring to a going away party for his teacher at school tomorrow. While I was there I thought maybe I should pick up a Christmas present or two - since I haven't even begun to think about Christmas yet. \

I got the hubby a remote control helicopter for his birthday and figured my nephews and possibly my niece might enjoy that, too so I headed to the toy section. (I purchased my husband's helicopter at Target. It was an Air Hog brand.) I went up and down the aisles, but saw no remote control helicopter and no Air Hog items at all. So I found a sales associate who was unpacking boxes in the middle of an aisle. The conversation went a little something like this:

Me: "Excuse me, do you carry Air Hog remote control helicopters?"
Him: (look at me with a dumb expression for a while)
Me: "Or any remote control helicopters?"
Him: (walks to a different aisle.)
Me: (follow him)
Him: (stands in the middle of one aisle and looks around)
Me: (stand there looking at him waiting for some sort of rain of knowledge to start pouring on me.)
Him: "Huh, I seen Air Hog earlier. I think it was on Cars."
Me: (continue looking at him waiting for him to show me where to go.)
Me: (after what felt like a 5 minute stare down) "Um. OK. Thanks."
Me: (walk away)

This was not a good start to my holiday shopping.