Marshalls

@Marissa w: brain dead employees? It’s ignorant people like you who annoy fellow shoppers with constant complaints, and continuously holding up the line with your petty haggling about clearance items. Mistakes happen but I suppose your so perfect. Keep in mind that it’s cheap and classless people like yourself that sneak sale prices stickers on items that are not on sale, then complain. degrading underpaid employees to make yourself feel good about yourself speaks volumes.

I vowed to never give a bad review because I don’t like negativity and I prefer to tell the individual to their face how I feel but I’m very angry right now. I have shopped at Marshalls in Swampscott for over 20 years and have literally spent thousands and thousands of dollars. I love the clothing, shoes, handbags, everything, but their customer service of recent times is horrible!!! One of the day managers (middle aged dark hair with bangs was soooo RUDE thati called her out on it and tonight the clerk in layaway did not say hello or address me. My next step is to get their names and write a letter to the CEO! Whatever happened to customer service. I love Andrea who works there and the girl with the tatoo. Recently an ex manager from Dots started working there and she is lovely. Hopefully she can train them accordingly!

I would say this Marshall has a very great selection and always seems to have rare items.

I love me a bargain, & marshall’s never fails to find me one, or five.
They constantly get new items in, and I always leave with a great deal (unless I’m searching for something wicked specific, which is rare). The junior department can get a bit messy, but this place is always pretty busy, and hey, I’ll deal with a few awry hangers for their prices!
Shoe department is huge and filled with sexy things that I would break my neck in, but dream of being able to walk in one day :)
Fitting room has, if I had to guestimate, 20 rooms? I’ve never had to wait to try on potential outfits, which is fantastic because I sadly have to try everything on before I buy it cause nothing fits the same, regardless of what the tag says.
Anytime I’ve needed assistance I was treated well and adequately helped.
Yeah, this place is rad.

Marshalls is hands down the best clothing store in the WORLD! Seriously… it’s like they went out and shopped for all the best styles of clothes then negotiated them for insanely low price and then brought the clothes to one store for my convenience. I need a new tie where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new shoes where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new gym clothes where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new boxer-​briefs where should I go? Marshalls! I need anew dress shirts where should I go? Marshalls! I need some summer clothes where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new winter clothes where should I go? Marshalls! Oh wait… I need a new Jones NY business suit where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new bathroom towels where should i go? Marshalls! I need some new 1,000 thread count sheets where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new headphones for the gym where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new socks where should I go? Marshalls! I need some new bathroom accessories where should I go? Marshalls! I need to stop Unilocaling where should I go? Marshalls! Every penny I spent on clothes this past year was spent at Marshalls and after doing a budget analysis I was able to spend significantly less than I ever have on clothes and will tell you that I shop at Marshalls weekly. I have a shopping addiction but ONLY at Marshalls! Marshalls is my drug of choice. It’s like heroin… cheap and gets you high!!! (On life that is!)

Let me preface this by saying that I’m not a fan of stores like Marshall’s and TJ Maxx. I’d blame it on the OCD, but then wouldn’t the fact that things are sorted exactly according to what they are make me feel all warm and fuzzy? Instead, it drives me absolutely bonkers. Why are knit tops and blouses in two completely different places? And why are the fattie sizes relegated all the way to the back? It makes it hell for those of us that are between sizes.
My mission last night? Find some shirts that do a better job of hiding my cleavage. Apparently there are some circles where things of this nature are not appreciated. So I find a few shirts and a casual dress that is perfect for those other circles I travel in whereby cleavage is encouraged and I head off to the fitting room.
This place probably has the most rooms of any store I’ve ever been in. But all of that aside, I walk out with only one shirt — a Jones New York on sale for $ 12.99 and some strange brand of a dress for $ 16.99 that really shows the girls off. But as I’m heading out, I’m stopped by the most obnoxious woman with her arms full of clothes blocking the entire area while she sorts out what her snotty little teenage princess is going to take and what she’s not. «Excuse me» didn’t work. Clearing my throat didn’t work, so finally I just resorted to shoving her out of my way and using my ample hips as an excuse… but really, there was just no need.
Kudos to our cashier too who agreed that while one can never have enough Red Sox t-​shirts, a Red Sox bedspread is really Not a Good Idea.