This is the first time I've ever entered a Walmart and had someone other than the greeter initiate a conversation. I was taken aback. I was surprised. Nay, shocked. I was even asked if they could help me find something. True, it was early in the morning and there weren't many people milling about, but could this actually be a Walmart?
The aisles were clean. Well, at least they had people in the process of sweeping and stocking. And this is one of those stores that resembles four or five football fields smashed together. I'm going to chalk it up to the lack of people milling about (customers, as well as employees). This did not even resemble the norm for Wally-world. The tooth to tattoo ration was off. The lack of running rug-rats whipping by in destructive herds was non-existent. The general smelly, lacksadasical funk wasn't oppressive. Yes, this place is not your typical Walmart.
Must be the newness of the place.
Give it a few years.