Three years ago I went upstairs looking for a Canada Goose coat (not a cheap coat). The three young guys working there were in a huddle behind the cash, and for the entire time I was in the store, they spent talking loudly about: how can I say this delicately: their body parts and what they would like to do with them....I actually got so sick of hearing it that I confronted the three of them. A very dusty, dirty store with old stock sitting in piles, that looks like they never sell anything. Go across the street to MEC and a nice clean environment for shopping....