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| - Don't even consider going here if you need any kind if assistance at all. EVER.
All I needed was a binder, sheet protectors, print labels, and to hole-punch my script. I thought I'd be in and out in 15 minutes or so. Oh, so young, so naive... I was in here for 50 minutes. FIFTY.
I went to the copy and print station to get help hole-punching my 100 or so pages. There was another girl in line in front of me (with a look like "FML" on her face. I should've taken it as a hint. Ah, hindsight...) and we were both waiting for the C&P guy to help us. He was currently helping an older gentleman with something.
Wait. I say "helping" like he was actually doing something... He was really just standing there watching the older man struggle. Not at any point did he ever tell or gesture to the two of us in line that he'd be with us in a few minutes. He didn't care. AT ALL.
After 10 minutes, I finally gave up waiting and decided to do it myself. Took me at least 10 to do it myself (after 5 minutes of trying to find anyone that could help me). I left the C&P station pissed. Even though it took me forever to figure out how to do my stuff myself, I finished before Napoleon Dynamite over there finished "helping" the girl in front of me. I'm too frustrated to call that a silver lining.
When I (FINALLY) found another employee to help me find the print labels, I was told the wrong aisle. Again, I had to play "search and find" to find an employee to help me locate what I needed. At checkout, I told the clerk how horrible my experience was. He apologized (didn't really try to make it better), but the damage was done.
Look, if I didn't need someone more knowledgable and better office equipment, I would've just stayed home. DUH. And if you hate your life, you shouldn't be working at a job where you have to interact with people. It makes for horrendous customer service and leads me believe that my money isn't good enough for you.
We had some good times, Staples, but I'm leaving you for another office supply store.
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