VegetableMan wrote:
Shopping at Walmart is just one of those necessary evils when you live in a rural America, I guess. I admit, I go there frequently but don't feel too good about it because of some of the issues already mentioned (bad business practices, low wages, bad treatment of employees).
Two very minor issues that bug me, though. One is the carts. Often I have to spend an extended amount of time finding one with wheels that aren't so noisy they can be heard from the far side of the joint. Of course, there is a plus side to that, I suppose -- it does alert rude shoppers who block aisles that you're coming.
Another is the door greeters. I don't why, but in my local Walmart, they don't seem to be that friendly. I remember one old fellow who I barely get a civilized grunt out of. I guess I'm not the most sociable guy, myself, but I expect a hearty "Hello! Welcome to Walmart" from these guys and gals.
Oh, the door greeters. My husband (who has a thick cockney accent) tells me every time he comes back, "that guy was the door greeter again, and for the 50th time, told me the same story about England... you'd think he'd remember me by now." (my husband also has long hair, seriously, while we may have some other immigrants in the area, how many of them look like Roger Daltry?
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