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| - I'm slightly embarrassed to rate a Walmart because that requires me to admit that I shop at a Walmart, but this is the closest thing to a grocery store within a quick drive of my Tremont home, & so shop at Walmart I do - though usually just for quick trips to pick up food I can't find at the much-less-sketchy Target across the street.
This Walmart is, in the simplest terms, the Walmartiest of Walmarts I've ever been in. It's just... so sketchy, period. It's always slammed full of people, stuff everywhere, messes in the aisles & on the shelves. Kids are screaming, parents are screaming at their screaming kids, it's just total chaos. Oh, yeah, & they only just carts, NO BASKETS. When I asked the greeter at the door, he told me, "We only have one handbasket in this whole store, & I haven't seen it in eight weeks." Cool. There was half a bad weave stuck in the wheels of the cart I had to grab instead.
This is the kind of Walmart where you don't want to touch anything, don't want to make eye contact with anyone, & just want to get the hell out as quickly as humanly possible. it's obviously way cheaper for basic groceries than the Giant Eagle at 117th, but how much is your sanity worth? When my wallet can manage it, I'd rather spend a little bit more for an experience that doesn't make me want to pull my hair out.
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