Pet Peeves IX: Stores
September 30th, 2009 - A Million Peeves - 10 Comments »41. The Entrance Ambush
The other day I walked into our local H.H. Gregg and was pounced on by at least three employees (it could’ve been more, but I couldn’t tell due to the fact I was cowering in self-defense). Am I finding everything I’m looking for? Really? This early in the game? Yes sir. I found the entrance. Thank you for your concern.
42. The Trick Question
Cashier: Do you want to save 15%…?
Me: Of course. Who wouldn’t?
Cashier: …by becoming a preferred rewards member?
Me: Oh, no thanks.
Cashier: [Penetrating stare into my soul] It’s free.
Me: Free?
Cashier: Well, sort of. We’ll just add the cost of the membership to the gross purchase total and subtract the 15% that you’ll be saving from the pre-tax amount and you’ll end up saving eight cents today, which in this economy is a pretty good –
Me: There’s nothing I want less than to be a member.
43. Closed Self-Checkout Lines
How are only two out of the six ever open? Please don’t try to explain why. I’m not open to understanding.
44. The Interview
Hey Radio Shack, all I want to do is buy this freaking cord. It seems a little unnecessary (and a lot intrusive) for you to interrogate me with questions about my name, address*, email, phone number, height, weight, shoe size, what magazines I subscribe to, religious beliefs, history of illness, favorite hockey team, cable provider, and what I got for my fourteenth birthday.
Your turn. What bothers you about stores?
Oh, and for more store grievances, check out my post about The Burdens of Shopping for Less and 4 Horrible Things About the Mall.
*If the store we’re in is in the same city that I live in, don’t wait for me to tell you the zip code. I won’t do it. It’s a matter of principal.
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