AutoZone

Walked in, got my quart of oil, walked to the counter.
As soon as I walked up to checkout, this overweight older woman immediately points right in my face and says «cash or credit?!» and was completely rude.
Turns out that they only had one person who could do credit card transactions, and one person who could accept cash. The person who could accept cash was way on the other side of the store.
Rude and horrible service. I won’t be back and you won’t get any more of my money.
I expressed to the employees that it was unacceptable for a business to separate the payment methods and then have people unavailable and to have people pointing in your face like a bunch of monkeys, the male employee apologized but as I was leaving through the door, the disgusting hen pecking female employee that was rude to me initially then says to the male employee «thanks for taking care of that» in the most disrespectful and pretentious way like she’s the boss and they won’t even trust her to handle cash.
Somebody needs to be fired starting with the old battleship of a female employee pointing in people’s faces like a primate up to the manager who can’t put people on a checkout counter that accepts the printed money of our own United States government.

These people are idiots. Twice I’ve called and asked if they had a part. Both times I was assured that they carried the item, only to show up and find out they didn’t sell it. The last time they told me it was illegal to sell or own a Slim Jim in Arizona, so I went down the street to Checker and bought two. Also looked up Arizona law and it states you can’t sell them to someone with the intention to commit burglary. Simple disclaimer allows sale.

I have a motto: Nothing is ever as simple as it’s supposed to be. So when my truck battery died I dreaded replacing it. I never have the right tools, I get grease under my fingernails and the chance for injury is pretty good considering my mechanical aptitude, or lack thereof.
I managed to get it started and drove to Autozone as I knew they tested batteries for free. Sure enough, my battery had gone to battery heaven. I knew I had bought it here. They guy looks in the computer and tells me it’s past the free replacement period, but I still have about twenty bucks of prorated warranty. No way I am refusing that. I purchase a battery and ask the guy if he can give me a jump. He says, «Let me finish up with another customer and I will just put it in for you.» Wow! I don’t have to even get dirty!
Fifteen minutes later I am, again, a menace on the road. I never would have imagined giving a place like this five stars. Great customer service, however, will always win me over.