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Well, it's alright. I like going here to buy my vegan wares. There's a lot of selection and it's one of the only places I know of in Montreal where I can buy Daiya cheese. Hear that, world? Now I can finally make vegan poutine that tastes RIGHT. They have a number of cheap snacks of varying quality as well for the non-discriminating palate. If you get a membership thing as a Concordia student, you get 25% off if I'm not mistaken, which is a huge chunk of change in the long-run. The staff was pretty helpful in getting me a membership card. The staple vegan goods like Daiya and Earth Balance are also a lot cheaper here than anywhere else I've found in the city, which is a huge plus. My one complaint is that the staff treat me...weird. Every time. The following scenario has occured a dozen times, and I'm certain will occur again (unless they read this, maybe): two clerks are talking to each other about a band/feminism/vegan power/some hipster thing. I approach the counter with my items. Cashier looks at me as if I killed his entire family years ago and called him every morning for the rest of his life to remind him of it. Second clerk looks incredibly annoyed, as if the conversation was not worth interrupting for 30 seconds to complete a transaction. Upon completing the transaction, I exclaim, "Thank you, have a nice day!" and show a genuine, cheery smile. I genuinely want this person to have a nice day. I want him to be happy. I care about his life. I wish him success and many flowers and I commend him on working at a co-op and helping out Concordia students to buy cheap, affordable vegan and organic goods. I want his mother to be in a great state of health. His dad, too. And if he has any siblings, I'd like for them to be at least in a reasonable state of health and accrue at least a decent degree of financial success. However, the cashier does not smile back. In fact, he says nothing. The next word out of his mouth is, "Anyway..." as he goes back to this conversation with clerk #2. This is a complaint I often have with businesses. Lack of good customer service. It may seem a bit Larry David-esque of me, but it wouldn't kill people to be nice every once in a while. It's taking 30 seconds out of your day. 30 seconds. And also, please consider that it is your job and a social convention for you to be polite and courteous to customers. Most people don't enjoy going back to businesses that give them unorthodox treatment. Apart from that one thing, don't be afraid of Frigo Vert. It's cheap, it's organic, and there are plenty of vegan things in there. So yeah, vegan power.
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