Walmart Supercenter

Went in for a watch battery. Stood there for 20 mins with no help. Called the store 3 times while standing there to ask for some one to be sent. When some one did show up she helped an old lady behind me then started chit chatting with a friend, then finally walked away without even speaking to me. First class service

I returned a tub of fat free cottage cheese here with no questions asked.
I hope they didn’t put it back on the shelf.

I would second the fact that this place is not unlike entering a horror movie set. I imagine it being like one of those movies where a gal stops for gas and they meet the only somewhat normal person in a town at a gas station in the middle of nowhere and there is a sort of eerie foreshadowing such that the occupant of the car feels like they are being watched (maybe the classic first person camera angle using the viewpoint of one of the beasts through a dirty windowpane) and like the «normal» person of the town is sort of warning them to «git» because bad stuff always happens to people in this town. Well, of course the gal gets halfway down the road and realizes that she has forgotten her purse at the gas station and she has to GO BACK and then the hairy beasts rip her to pieces and you knew, YOU KNEW that she should’ve trusted her instincts and just left the freaking purse!
That is not too far off from the clientele of this Supercenter. It’s very well possible that everyone shopping in the store is related. I saw a guy with the tattoo on the middle of his forearm (and his forearm was the size of a #2 pencil) of the letter «F» in old English font. Now tell me that’s not a secret code for some type of horrific mayhem.
If you insist on disregarding my warning at least there is a certain amount of entertainment to be had if you hang out around the checkout counters and keep the question «Why do you think you needed *that* *now*?» running through your mind. Keep a journal; you’ll thank me later.
To add to this drama, when I asked «When are you going to get your next Wii shipment?» (you can tell I was on a hunt) the lady in the tech department told me with seeming evil delight «We’re not getting any more tonight!»
Now, far be it from me to criticize when the answer given to a question isn’t exactly an answer that applies to the question that was asked. I have been known to do my fair share of misdirection and meandering when answering sensitive questions. But when such a simple question is involved it seems that a «Not until next week» or a «They’ve been coming in on Tuesdays» or even an «I don’t know» is perfectly acceptable. However, her response was as equally helpful as if she had responded «We didn’t get any last Monday!» or «Eat your own face» or «That lobster is MAD».
This WalMart Supercenter is truly the sum of its parts. Oh, and if you do escape, don’t go back. I’m warning you…