afternoon worse than death by a thousand paper cuts.
Can not think of much worse way to pass an afternoon than visiting Bass Pro Shop in Memphis. Was there with about 40000 rubberneckers and tire kickers. Most of which wandered aimlessly perusing the wide array o0f flip flops, t shirts and caps all adorned with the BPS logo. Seems odd to have folks overpay for garb to advertise for you. The only place where I could find more than a foot of space before hitting another person was the fishing department oddly enough. Saw practically nothing that couldn't be purchased cheaper on line with no tax and delivered to my door rather than toting it back the 14 miles to the distant reaches of the parking lot. The cypress swamp is filled with trout rather than more representative species. Most passersby wouldn't have known any difference. Saw lots of folks going in but few carrying anything out. Also I wondered how much inventory walked out without being paid for. The store on the east side of town was a better place for the outdoorsman imho. never going back.