Because Wal-Mart had always been such a homegrown operation, this whole period sparked a lot ofphilosophical debate around our offices, and, frankly, I changed sides so often that I drove everybodyinvolved pretty crazy. I didn't have many problems at all with our first real acquisition, which came in1977. My brother Bud and David Glass negotiated a deal to buy a small chain called Mohr Valuediscount stores up in Illinois. Their stores had been averaging $3 million to $5 million a year per store,and it seemed like a good way to put a beachhead into some new territory. We closed five stores andconverted the remaining sixteen to Wal-Marts, and it wasn't much of a shock to our system. After that trip, I knew we had to build one, and everybody was pressuring me for a new general office,so we bought fifteen acres on a farm right outside Bentonville, where we still are today, for about$25,000. Bob was in charge of building us a new 15,000-foot general office, which I thought would lastus forever, and a 60;000-foot warehouse, which I thought was too big, but Ferold convinced me weneeded it. 自拍亚洲偷丁香五月 鈥淪et it for one hundred eighty beats a minute, then run to the beat.鈥? 鈥淲hat freaked me out about you鈥?鈥?Caballo began, but suddenly stopped, bug-eyed with hunger,as Mam谩 plopped big bowls in front of us and futzed over them with chopped cilantro andjalape.os and squirts of lime. The snarling look he鈥檇 given me back at the hotel wasn鈥檛 because Iwas standing between him and freedom; it was because I was standing between him and food. 鈥淓spera,鈥?I said. Hang on a sec. Caballo wasn鈥檛 anywhere in sight. I shoved my head inside the busand scanned the full rows of seats. No Caballo. Damn. I got out to break the news to everyone else,but they鈥檇 all disappeared. I walked around the back, and found Scott climbing the rungs to theroof. On the other hand, I remember another analyst who came down here in the mid-seventies. I'll neverforget her visit. I had been out hunting all day, and I was pretty grubby when I came in to go out to dinnerwith her. My son Jim, who was head of the real estate department in those days, joined us. And he wasnever one for dressing up. Really, he always looks pretty grubby. We took her out, and we wereextremely honest with her. We told her what we felt our weaknesses were at that time, and what some ofour problems were. But we tried to explain our philosophy too, and to get her excited about all thepotential we felt we had. She went back and wrote probably the darkest report on Wal-Mart that hasever been written. The impression you got from reading it was that if you hadn't already sold your stock,it was probably too late.