D-Mall Wal-Mart! I'm a sucked for box stores, and this is as close as they get in that part of the city. Look - it's cute. It has a washroom hidden behind doors of doom, and it's often dirty. The escalator that moves your cart breaks down more than it should, leaving you to figure out how you're going to reclaim all your well selected products.
The employees are less helpful than the price scanners you can never seem to find. Item locations rarely make sense. The Wi-fi they offer is cute, as it's spotty as anything. But... for some reason it keeps drawing me in.
This should be a 1 star review, but I just feel... better... when I'm in that store.
Note: This is not an effect of all Wal-Marts. This strange euphoria only exists at D-Mall. Must be something in the fluorescent lights.