Every time I show up here it's like the employees have recently upped their dose of slacker dudebro pills. I'm going to give it one more shot but if the frat boys behind the counter look at me again like I'm interrupting their cool hangout time by actually entering the store wanting to buy something I probably won't return. Also if they even try to call me "he" one more time I'm going to ask to speak to a manager and make a big stink about it.