Re: An Open Letter To The Consumers Of America
Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 9:58 pm
Mom and I recently went into a Michael's store to look for a coin album, and I had the dangedest time figuring out who worked there--no vests or shirts, if you were lucky you might see a name tag. I had to watch people to figure out who was a customer and who worked there. I had a customer ask me if I worked there. No, they didn't have coin albums--the employee I finally asked said the closest thing to that that they had were shadowboxes! Whiskey Tango Foxtrot???? How close in resemblence is a shadowbox to a coin album? Zip! I later found coin albums at B&N, by the way.
But in my area, store staff are usually good and helpful. It's the customers whose necks you want to wring when they keep cutting in front of you, go slowly or block the aisles. We went to the new Big Lots! store today, and though it wasn't packed, there were enough people with kids that you really needed patience to get through--something Mom does not have a lot of. You'd think she would after raising five kids. Later today I went to Costco to donate my old pair of glasses and look around some (yeah, I had a few samples, too!) Same thing--the lines at the checkstands were so long I had to get creative in getting to the bathroom--go around the vitamin aisle, past the cage where the cigarettes are kept, and hang a right. I'm amazed I wasn't mowed down while I looked through a coffeetable-sized book on science. And I wasn't happy when people hogged the European cookies before I got to them--waited for the girl with the samples to put out more, but she packed up her table. Sheesh.
But in my area, store staff are usually good and helpful. It's the customers whose necks you want to wring when they keep cutting in front of you, go slowly or block the aisles. We went to the new Big Lots! store today, and though it wasn't packed, there were enough people with kids that you really needed patience to get through--something Mom does not have a lot of. You'd think she would after raising five kids. Later today I went to Costco to donate my old pair of glasses and look around some (yeah, I had a few samples, too!) Same thing--the lines at the checkstands were so long I had to get creative in getting to the bathroom--go around the vitamin aisle, past the cage where the cigarettes are kept, and hang a right. I'm amazed I wasn't mowed down while I looked through a coffeetable-sized book on science. And I wasn't happy when people hogged the European cookies before I got to them--waited for the girl with the samples to put out more, but she packed up her table. Sheesh.