Yesterday afternoon Carl Anthony "dingaling dad " Calabro decided to put on his slightly faded "Tuesday shopping shirt" and go to the Walmart in Brandon (just a few miles southeast of Tampa). He bought his five year old son along for the ride. Upon arriving at the enormous blue and light grey building, Carl parked his vehicle, made sure the windows were rolled up all the way (Brandon is famous for daily afternoon thunderstorms this time of the year) and locked it up tight. You don't want to leave your car unlocked in a WalMart parking lot. Everybody knows that crazy people go to WalMart.
Then Carl, satisfied that his son was safely locked up in the vehicle, proceeded to walk through the shiny WalMart entrance, past the signature elderly smiling WalMart greeter, and wandered the aisles of the "Super Awesome Shrine to the American Way of Life". Now I always find that after a hard day at work, nothing beats putting on a faded yellow polo shirt and mindlessly wandering the aisles of any WalMart. Nice serene music plays in the background, there are smiley faces everywhere, and the staff and patrons of the store are often very interesting people. It's a very relaxing, sometimes even mezmorizing, experience. But that's just me. Now back to Carl.
Now as Carl walked the aisles stocked with shiny inexpensive items that are imported from faraway lands, he must have lost all sense of time and place, and soon a full hour had passed.
Meanwhile, back in the securely locked vehicle, Carl's son was screaming, crying, and sweating like Mohammad Ali in the ninth round of the "Thrilla in Manilla". And a crowd was gathering. The temperature outside in the parking lot, according to police, was a nice 95 degrees. The temperature inside of Carl's locked up tight car may well have been higher.
So Carl was put in jail, which is where they put people who lock their small children up in cars in ultra-hot weather. He was charged with felony child neglect.
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