I went to Ross today to find a hoodie for my son. They had zero. I grabbed a couple of other things and as I headed to the register, I stepped on a metal pin that almost went through my sandal. I yanked it out and realized it was half of one of those plastic tags they put on your garments so you can't steal them. I take it to the cashier whose name tag says "front end supervisor" and when I tell her what happened (with a smile on my face!), she rolls her eyes and huffs. Not so much as an apology. She hands me my change and points to the receipt that's hanging out of the printer. Yeah... She didn't even bother handing me my receipt. I'll stick to the Ross on the strip from now on.