If I’d actually come for shoes, it would have been a nightmare to get any actual help. All I wanted were some shoelaces, but it took them so long to so much as acknowledge that I had walked in, I had been standing at the empty register with my stuff for a few minutes before being noticed. «Two dollars» — and that’s all she ever said to me. Like I don’t expect a «HITHEREWELCOMETOPAYLESSHOWCAN I HELPYOU», but you’ve really got to treat your customers like they’re something more than the saps who sign your paycheck(Even if they’re not). Well, whatever. When I need actual shoes, there’s another shoe store across the street. Maybe they’ll be nicer.