"Freaked out" is an excellent way to describe it, Dewtwo. I react in two different ways (sometimes simultaneously) to this "Walmart syndrome". Sometimes it's a typical panic attack: feel trapped, hard to breathe, people's faces are too close/big, let me out!! More often it's confusion, overload, and my brain locks up like a ten-year-old computer. Sometimes they overlap, or one leads to another.

To add insult to injury, this is one of the harder symptoms for me to explain to non-MSrs. No, I don't have agoraphobia. No, it doesn't change anything if I go with someone as opposed to by myself. No, you probably don't know exactly what I mean.

Recently someone suggested, as a treat, a trip to Boston for a Red Sox game. Are you KIDDING me? If Price Chopper overwhelms me, Fenway Park would kill me.