Saturday, May 28th around noon.
On my way back to Orange County, my brother-in-law, niece and I went into the store before my flight. The brother-in-law was looking for something that apparently hadn't come out yet (a certain style jersey). He asked the employee, a young girl (teenager?) if she knew if and when they might be getting them in.
All I can say is - wow - just wow; what a snotty, little bitch. Whoever hired her MUST have owed her parents a really BIG favor. She never really looked at us or answered our questions. She had the attitude that she was somehow waaaayyyyy too good to be there. If she were my daughter I would have slapped the attitude right off her spoiled little face. Obviously, if someone wants an ASU shirt before they fly somewhere, this is the place they have to go. The store gets an A for inventory and neatness. However, the general manager needs to have a "come to Jesus" talk with this little princess as the customer service rates an F.