Wal-Mart Antics
OK, There's really something I want to get off my chest and I think that the only way to deal with it is to blog about it.
So, I decide to go pick up some pants at the local Wal-Mart, just off of 64th Avenue and 11th Street NE. It should be simple, but it wasn't.
First of all, before I mention anything else, I should let everyone know a few things:
1. Yes, I understand there is a labour shortage in Calgary, especially labour involving the $8/hr variety.
2. Yes, I understand that if you pay someone $8/hr and no benefits, they really won't give a crap.
3. Yes, I understand that this is a Wal-Mart and that the majority of it's clientelle are not the classiest people in the world.
Let me explain though what I saw...
So, I'm rummaging through the pants section of the mens wear department... and of course, the pants are not really laid out
in a manner that makes much sense. (In most stores I've been to, this has been usually the case anyway. I'm looking at you
Mr. Zellers and Mr. Sears.) Of course, people have been reshelving them in a complete and total mess. I mean, didn't your
mother teach you how to fold clothes when you were young?
What sucks is that some customers don't even bother to fold them and save the staff a little work, they just JAM the whole
pair of pants/shirt/etc right into the shelf and hope nobody notices.
This isn't the fault of the staff.. There really isn't anything anyone can do to combat this, except maybe ensure that there's
at least one person working there who can man that section of the store and answer any questions people might have.
Anyway, so I'm looking for some pants.. 40 x 30.. It's not really an easy task. Especially considering that they'll only usually
stock about 2-3 pairs of each size, which in some cases makes complete sense to me. What do I find in the isles?
SHOPPING CARTS FULL OF CLOTHES. I mean, there must have been about three or four shopping carts just filled with
random clothes that nobody was doing anything about. Some had hangars, some didn't.
Then I go over to the fitting rooms and notice that the centre room is open. I go in and I find HALF THE FREAKING STORE
inside of the fitting room! I kid you not, there must have been enough clothes in that room to clothe half of Whitehorn in there.
So, I ding the bell a few times.. Nobody comes... I ding it again a few times... Nobody comes.
OK, At this point in time I'm annoyed. Only because either one customer was really being a massive $hithead by trying on
half the store or the employees really didn't care and notice the mess. (The damn fitting rooms face the security cameras,
didn't anyone working in security notice this?)
So, I go up to one of the customer service tills and ask one of the tellers to page someone to send them out to the clothing
department. Wanna guess what happened? That's right, nobody came.... I waited about another 15 minutes and the teller
paged again.. Waited another 10 minutes.. That's right.. nobody came.
So now I'm really annoyed.
The first thing I did was throw all of the clothes in the fitting room onto on of the shopping carts with all of the mangled
clothing on it. Screw it, I'm not going to wait for someone to come around anymore.
Eventually, I managed to try on my pants, found out that they fit and went up to the cashiers. (Yes Wal-Mart, it's really
classy when some loud distorted voice keeps saying, "Please proceed to number 6" over and over and over again.)
You know, this whole entire thing leaves a sour taste in my mouth. Only because:
1. Some customer was being a dickhead and made things difficult for everyone else.
2. None of the staff members really seem to give a crap about what state their store is in.
3. Dickhead customer + Uncaring staff = Messy disaster
I mean, if I worked in the clothing department there, I would be ASHAMED at the state my department was in. Yeah,
the pay would be crap, but at least be proud of where you work!
You know, it's only a matter of time before they just leave a gigantic pile of clothing on the floor and say, "Go for it".
At least, when my bedroom looks like this, it's only because I'm being lazy and it's my own fault. I only have myself to
blame for that.
I understand why prices have to be cut rate there. They've cut corners everywhere else. In all honesty though,
charge me an extra 1 percent on whatever I'm buying if it means hiring someone who actually gives a crap.
So, I decide to go pick up some pants at the local Wal-Mart, just off of 64th Avenue and 11th Street NE. It should be simple, but it wasn't.
First of all, before I mention anything else, I should let everyone know a few things:
1. Yes, I understand there is a labour shortage in Calgary, especially labour involving the $8/hr variety.
2. Yes, I understand that if you pay someone $8/hr and no benefits, they really won't give a crap.
3. Yes, I understand that this is a Wal-Mart and that the majority of it's clientelle are not the classiest people in the world.
Let me explain though what I saw...
So, I'm rummaging through the pants section of the mens wear department... and of course, the pants are not really laid out
in a manner that makes much sense. (In most stores I've been to, this has been usually the case anyway. I'm looking at you
Mr. Zellers and Mr. Sears.) Of course, people have been reshelving them in a complete and total mess. I mean, didn't your
mother teach you how to fold clothes when you were young?
What sucks is that some customers don't even bother to fold them and save the staff a little work, they just JAM the whole
pair of pants/shirt/etc right into the shelf and hope nobody notices.
This isn't the fault of the staff.. There really isn't anything anyone can do to combat this, except maybe ensure that there's
at least one person working there who can man that section of the store and answer any questions people might have.
Anyway, so I'm looking for some pants.. 40 x 30.. It's not really an easy task. Especially considering that they'll only usually
stock about 2-3 pairs of each size, which in some cases makes complete sense to me. What do I find in the isles?
SHOPPING CARTS FULL OF CLOTHES. I mean, there must have been about three or four shopping carts just filled with
random clothes that nobody was doing anything about. Some had hangars, some didn't.
Then I go over to the fitting rooms and notice that the centre room is open. I go in and I find HALF THE FREAKING STORE
inside of the fitting room! I kid you not, there must have been enough clothes in that room to clothe half of Whitehorn in there.
So, I ding the bell a few times.. Nobody comes... I ding it again a few times... Nobody comes.
OK, At this point in time I'm annoyed. Only because either one customer was really being a massive $hithead by trying on
half the store or the employees really didn't care and notice the mess. (The damn fitting rooms face the security cameras,
didn't anyone working in security notice this?)
So, I go up to one of the customer service tills and ask one of the tellers to page someone to send them out to the clothing
department. Wanna guess what happened? That's right, nobody came.... I waited about another 15 minutes and the teller
paged again.. Waited another 10 minutes.. That's right.. nobody came.
So now I'm really annoyed.
The first thing I did was throw all of the clothes in the fitting room onto on of the shopping carts with all of the mangled
clothing on it. Screw it, I'm not going to wait for someone to come around anymore.
Eventually, I managed to try on my pants, found out that they fit and went up to the cashiers. (Yes Wal-Mart, it's really
classy when some loud distorted voice keeps saying, "Please proceed to number 6" over and over and over again.)
You know, this whole entire thing leaves a sour taste in my mouth. Only because:
1. Some customer was being a dickhead and made things difficult for everyone else.
2. None of the staff members really seem to give a crap about what state their store is in.
3. Dickhead customer + Uncaring staff = Messy disaster
I mean, if I worked in the clothing department there, I would be ASHAMED at the state my department was in. Yeah,
the pay would be crap, but at least be proud of where you work!
You know, it's only a matter of time before they just leave a gigantic pile of clothing on the floor and say, "Go for it".
At least, when my bedroom looks like this, it's only because I'm being lazy and it's my own fault. I only have myself to
blame for that.
I understand why prices have to be cut rate there. They've cut corners everywhere else. In all honesty though,
charge me an extra 1 percent on whatever I'm buying if it means hiring someone who actually gives a crap.