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Maybe the read these because I found the produce section looked much better this time.
Maybe not, since the store is still littered with pallets, everywhere.
Regardless, there are just so many cracks. A person flying around a corner almost hit my father while pulling a giant pallet. She screamed to watch out and he jumped out of the way. In the U.S., we travel on the right side of the road. Here, they come down both aisles pulling their giant pallets. Either walk down an aisle out of the way, or have one of these mouth breathing mutes (at least, they never spoke to me) stand there and stare at you.
I asked where the locks were (about to fly) and being as polite as can be, the dude said as little as humanly possible.
The best part was also the worst. My cashier was super sweet. The ONLY nice person there. I won't say her name, because this nice person didn't ID anyone in my group. My father is clearly old enough to buy alcohol, but I am definitely not 40, not was the girl I was with. Same with tobacco. She looks like she's 18...no ID check for anything.
The freezer section is crap. The ice build up implies they may carry mastodon meat, and almost every single ice cream that isn't more ice than cream is damaged. 1 star is too much.
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