Target

Hands down worst target I’ve ever been to, check out is slow, they should teach security guards to ring in the registers, they have more security guards then cashiers.
Need help looking for something’s? Good luck with that also keep your car locked

I have to admit, it wasn’t as bad as I was expecting after reading these scathing reviews. Still, there was quite a bit of disarray and overall unhappiness in the staff. And it’s not like it’s their fault, but a guy was aggressively hitting on me in the lingerie section — which is so incredibly gross. (The practice, not the lingerie section. It was quite nice.)

In the Target class photo, this is the creepy, awkward kid in a ripped shirt and stained pants glaring at the camera and standing off to the side while his fellow stores subtly lean away. He exudes all kinds of negative attitude, his defensive posture screaming, «Whatcha want?»
It’s the Target I want to punch for being so rude, the one I want to steal the sign from so people stop associating this disgrace for a store for the rest of an often quality chain. Come on, Big Red Spot, you can do so much better.
The problem is, the endemic ‘I don’t give a damn’ attitude lies over a tired, weary shop. Clothes are in complete disarray, thrown outside of their departments. Huge heaps litter shopping carts corralled like disoriented buffalo back by the fitting rooms. I felt uncomfortable walking through the store because the incessant filthiness plucked on every neurotic string that yearned to find a bucket, a vacuum, a mop, and an army of Merry Maids to take on a herculean task. I’m not even a neat freak, but I’d rather face Forever 21’s Ke$ha + Nicki Minaj pop-​up shop (if they haven’t thought of it, I patent that idea) than go here again. Navigating a wreck is as much fun as shooting myself in the face.
I found a disturbing, unpleasant man following me around through the aisles as I worked my way back towards the shoes section. He hovered off at a distance, and when I talked to one of the employees about it quietly, she gave me an offended look because I apparently interrupted her staring off into space by a rack. Wandering off towards the slightly more populated electronics department didn’t help shake the creep, and in the meantime, I witnessed a pair of teenagers cramming stuff into their pockets and more shoplifting here and there. I wasn’t aware that I could qualify for a five-​finger discount if I brought my own bag.
The woes of picked over shelves, limited stock, and a completely hideous food section don’t seem quite as magnified considering I had my own personal stalker and oblivious, uncaring stockers. I wouldn’t ever buy food here. Target may guarantee it shows up fresh, but people leaving their used drink cartons in the fridges and helping themselves to produce or frozen food was horrific. What may be chilled now was potentially sitting on a shelf in cleaning supplies for 3 hours before someone getting off her texting break even noticed.
I guess the one good spot was getting through the checkouts with a minimum of fuss, and ducking the creepy guy by slipping into the mall and then darting out into the parking lot at the risk of my own life. I wouldn’t risk the bathrooms given the general disaster zone the store had been. A poo monster might have chased me down for a hug.
Let it be said you really park at your own risk out there. I haven’t seen so many crooked parking jobs in years, and people blitz through up to 45 mph. Pedestrians shouldn’t be taking their lives in their hands simply by going back to their vehicle, and frankly, I didn’t feel safe as dusk was falling, even if I was wearing bright colours. No one pays attention.
If there were negative stars, this shithole would get them.

Even on a busy day, the service was good. One rep said that they didn’t have the item, and then another interrupted and said «we do have one more in the back».
She even walked me around ½ the store to find a computer, but they were sold out.

Target is my favorite store, but Jennifer is dead on accurate. Junky and rude.
This particular Target sucks. If it wasn’t like 5 minutes from my house I’d be going to a different location. One time I was there and the clerk was texting someone instead of ringing me up. The last time I was there the clerk got into an argument with the manager and stopped ringing me up– he walked away at one point, mid checkout and never came back. Hello?! This chatty-​ass Target is the worst.

OMG!!! I went to this particular Target just to make a return and GOOD GRIEF! If I never go there again it would be too soon!!! I only went as far as the front of the store and WOW was it ever JUNKY! The associates were rude and the clientele … oh my goodness. Again, this particular Target is HORRIBLE!!!