Let me first start this by saying it’s 19 degrees out. I attempted to wrap some presents last night that were in funky shaped packages and decided I’d throw in the towel and go get two gift bags instead. I’m all about saving myself the misery you know? I don’t want them lying around, so I hid them in my bedroom, got up called the school to see if they were open today, got Sydney ready, and dropped her off.
Maybe it was because it was already one hell of a morning not being able to find matching socks, again, or because she lost her gloves, again, or because it felt like we were in Tahiti because the house was so freaking hot? She could have stayed home, but word on the street is that Santa is coming to school today. Goody Goody Gumdrops.
The roads are ok, but not perfect so I decided to run up the road to Kmart instead of trekking to Walmart. I know, my choices are limited right? I wish they’d burn Kmart down and put a Target there. A super one at that. Not going to happen though. Our Kmart is pitiful, the rumor is that it’s going out of business, but that’s been the rumor for at least 10 years.
I see the one wench that works there is at the counter. That just helps me along into a bad mood because she’s such a witch and my grandma was telling me how badly she treated her the other day. Her name is Angie. When you walk up to Angie she has a habit of not speaking to your or addressing you whilst she is at the customer service desk. If she’s out in the store working she’ll just flat walk away from you.
I’ve returned a memory card for my old camera that just didn’t work and she taped it up and put it back on the shelf. She didn’t care that it was corrupt. I switched it out. The second one didn’t work either, I notified the young girl of the problem and she just took the second return and marked it defective as if she knew it was a going problem. Angie gets pissed if you ask her to return something for you. She sighs and hisses and acts just like you’d expect her to from the look of her.
I go back to the toy isle because it’s right by the gift bags. Now at this point I’m pretty miffed because my two gift bags are the cheapest I can find at $3.00 a pop and they are .97 cents all day long at Walmart, and a lot better looking. I see this baby doll on the Clearance rack that said $19.99. What it actually said was $19.99 and up but the and up was semi covered. I’m giving them the benefit of the doubt here.
I know this doll well. I’ve checked the price, seen it in ads, seen it in the stores. It’s generally around $41.00. I look down the isle with baby dolls to see if someone just sat it there and there is a spot for them so I can check the price. It’s the only one in the store. I think, it’s possible that they put it on clearance because it’s the only one left. They have been known to do stranger things.
So I walk right back to the layaway lady and say can you check the price of this for me? She gets mad. I’m even more miffed at that point. Yeah, it’s $68.97. Oh Wow. Ok, thanks. I just kinda chuckle to myself. Wow, when they said and up they meant it. About $28.00 dollars more than the other retail stores in the area. Considering their parking lot is dead most of the time I’m not sure if that’s a smart move or not.
The more I thought about their attitudes the more disgusted I got. So I parked my cart with two bags of Christmas candy for my dish and two gift bags down the detergent isle and walked out. I thought, well, let Angie do something she’s paid for which is put that merchandise back. What I really wanted to do was walk up there and find out if they honored other stores prices because I think they do. Then I wanted to go home, get my sale paper from either Walmart or Meijer that had that doll in it yesterday and force Angie to give it to me $28.00 cheaper.
Just because, I’m feeling like super wench #1. I’m not sure if it’s because of the holidays and I think people in retail should be a little more apt to help people right now? I mean it’s almost Christmas how can you not be in a cheerful mood? I loved interacting with people when working retail, there is actually something to talk about around Christmas and you can make small talk with anyone that comes in.
I bet the cashiers are Target are friendly.
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