Within 2 miles from my house is a both a Target and a Walmart. These two highly popular destinations in Burke is only 1 mile from each other. However, you would think an ocean separates one store from another. I despise Walmart with all my heart. If Walmart was the only place to carry a certain item I need, then I will do without it. Yes, this is a big, bold statement to make, but that is how much I can't stand the store. I hate trying to find a parking spot, I hate their advertised specials promoting the best price ever, therefore bringing enormous crowds inside, and I hate that they are open even on holidays when Target would be closed. Ugh!
You feel like you are entering another world walking into Walmart. All of sudden walking through the doors no one (and I mean NO ONE!) speaks English. Not even a little bit. And everyone who works there doesn't seem to have a full set of teeth (but that is my personal problem, not theirs). And, here's the biggie -- no one who works there can tell you where any of merchandise is located. It is nuts and very frustrating.
Anyway, so this is why I no longer shop at Walmat. This is why I heart Target. Target rocks! And I know Target like the back of my hand, but even still the people who work there will not only tell you where something is located, but they personally escort you to the spot.
So I found myself the other day in the precarious position to have to go in a Walmart. Ian was at the movies with his friend and friend's mom and I took Sam and went grocery shopping. We had 15 minutes left to kill before it was time to pick-up Ian from the theatre. I badly needed to get Sam another pair of ballet tights and a roll of tape. I saw the Walmart right across the street from the theater and plugged Gertie in to find out where the closest Target was. Yes, that is how strong I feel about avoiding Walmart. Unfortunately, the Target was a good 10 minutes away at Springfield Mall and Walmart was going to have to do.
I found a parking spot, grabbed Sam and made our way through the door;
Me (to the first sales person I saw on the floor): Where would I find little girl's ballet tights?
Walmart Worker: What? Valet lights?
Me: No, ballet tights
Walmart Worker: You looking for lights?
Me: No, you know, the thing you put on your legs to do dance....BALLET TIGHTS!
Walmart Worker: Oh, I see. Look over there and points in a general direction of the store.
hahahaahah. Me thinking to myself, wow, doesn't matter where the Walmart is located, they are all the SAME!
So Sam and I power walk (we lost 4 valuable minutes trying to communicate with the first sales person) to the girl's area and find two employees talking to each other. Bingo! I can now kill two birds with one stone asking two people at once to understand what I am trying to say.
Me: Do you know where I can find girl's ballet tights?
The two sales people look at each other, the one says, "Yes, we moved them." Looking at her friend, "Do you know where we moved them to?"
The Friend/Other Sales person answers: "They are right here. Let me you show you."
And she brought me to the exact spot they were located.
Woweee!!! I am thinking this woman just transferred from working at Target. :) But, it did get me thinking that I maybe I should give Walmart a 2nd chance. I guess my mind is starting to get fuzzy around the edges on why I think this store sucks so much.
And with finding the tape located where I thought it should be and walking through self-checkout without any kind of wait, we made it to the theatre in plenty of time. I can't believe I am saying this, but overall, my experience in Walmart wasn't that bad.
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