Nisey55
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So I got back from Walmart a little while ago, here's my experience:
- stock guy reaching all around me while standing 6 inches behind me, I skipped that section.
- empty shelves, nothing new there
- cold items not fronted (just sticking the new in front of the old so dates are out of whack)
- before I proceed to the self check, my bladder won't hold out so I head to
the "restroom", not restful in the least. I've seen cleaner port a cans. Toilets
not flushing, floor beyond words. Added bonus of an employee of the store. complaining about the state of the place. I told her I didn't work there but maybe somebody should clean it up.
- Back to check out, scan of few things and the thing seizes up and I need an employee, finally flag a woman off of her cell phone to fix it.
- 3 items had torn labels, won't scan, I dug around for approximates and
used those instead.
- finally get home, kick my shoes off in the garage and lysol them from the
restroom experience.
In other words, a typical trip to hellmart.
- stock guy reaching all around me while standing 6 inches behind me, I skipped that section.
- empty shelves, nothing new there
- cold items not fronted (just sticking the new in front of the old so dates are out of whack)
- before I proceed to the self check, my bladder won't hold out so I head to
the "restroom", not restful in the least. I've seen cleaner port a cans. Toilets
not flushing, floor beyond words. Added bonus of an employee of the store. complaining about the state of the place. I told her I didn't work there but maybe somebody should clean it up.
- Back to check out, scan of few things and the thing seizes up and I need an employee, finally flag a woman off of her cell phone to fix it.
- 3 items had torn labels, won't scan, I dug around for approximates and
used those instead.
- finally get home, kick my shoes off in the garage and lysol them from the
restroom experience.
In other words, a typical trip to hellmart.