We tried to do some shopping yesterday. Had a few gift cards to use. The hardware store was easy. Then we tried Old Navy. At one point, I actually exclaimed (not really loudly and not to anyone in particular), "What kind of disgusting slobs have been shopping here?!"
I didn't buy anything. I wanted to, but I just couldn't do it. Every shelf I looked at (and I do mean EVERY shelf--clearance, sale, or normal) was a mess.
All the clothes had been picked up, handled, and just tossed back on the shelf. The sweaters were no longer organized by color or size--they were jumbled every which way, and I think only one was still folded. Same story with the pants and the other shirt shelves. At the clearance racks, some clothes had been dropped on the floor; others had been removed from their hangers and then draped over the rack.
I actually watched one lady look at a shirt, crumple it up, and toss it on the table behind her. And what could I say to stop her? It was painfully obvious that dozens of customers before her had done exactly the same thing.
And then there was the food. I've seen empty drink cups on shelves before. Disgusting, but not uncommon. Maybe somebody just forgot. But at this place, it looked deliberate. I counted seven in the men's clothing section alone, most of which still had plenty of coffee or soda or whatever still in them.
Bag of chips spilled under the rack of workout pants? Check.
Half-eaten hamburger on a shelf that used to hold polo shirts? Check.
Pile of greasy used napkins stuffed between stacks of jeans? Check.
It was obvious it was just slovenly customers, too. All the employees were busy with some legitimate task. Either they were overworked or understaffed or both. It was probably all they could do to keep all their stock from becoming piles of dirty laundry all over the floor, let alone re-fold and re-stock.
I left. I couldn't stand it. I'll have to go back some day when it's not quite so busy and try again, maybe in the morning before my fellow shoppers have a chance to ruin everything for me.
I didn't buy anything. I wanted to, but I just couldn't do it. Every shelf I looked at (and I do mean EVERY shelf--clearance, sale, or normal) was a mess.
All the clothes had been picked up, handled, and just tossed back on the shelf. The sweaters were no longer organized by color or size--they were jumbled every which way, and I think only one was still folded. Same story with the pants and the other shirt shelves. At the clearance racks, some clothes had been dropped on the floor; others had been removed from their hangers and then draped over the rack.
I actually watched one lady look at a shirt, crumple it up, and toss it on the table behind her. And what could I say to stop her? It was painfully obvious that dozens of customers before her had done exactly the same thing.
And then there was the food. I've seen empty drink cups on shelves before. Disgusting, but not uncommon. Maybe somebody just forgot. But at this place, it looked deliberate. I counted seven in the men's clothing section alone, most of which still had plenty of coffee or soda or whatever still in them.
Bag of chips spilled under the rack of workout pants? Check.
Half-eaten hamburger on a shelf that used to hold polo shirts? Check.
Pile of greasy used napkins stuffed between stacks of jeans? Check.
It was obvious it was just slovenly customers, too. All the employees were busy with some legitimate task. Either they were overworked or understaffed or both. It was probably all they could do to keep all their stock from becoming piles of dirty laundry all over the floor, let alone re-fold and re-stock.
I left. I couldn't stand it. I'll have to go back some day when it's not quite so busy and try again, maybe in the morning before my fellow shoppers have a chance to ruin everything for me.
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