Stopped by a nearby WalMart on my way home to pick up a few things (cat litter, napkins, vitamins, etc.). It's one of the Super WMs so it's huge. I stroll around the store picking up several of the things I need. I'm back by the pet area getting cat litter and I move on over to the paper aisles to get napkins. I walk up and down all 4 aisles of paper goods - no napkins. I do it again, slower, to make sure. Still, no napkins. 2,000 sq ft dedicated to paper goods and not one package of napkins anywhere.
So, I look around and spy a WalMart worker in another aisle. I walk over to ask her where the napkins are. She looks a little confused when I ask, "Do you work here?". Thinking she didn't hear me, I ask again, "Do you work here?". She responds in a blizzard of Spanish (which I do not speak but do understand a smattering of it) that she does not speak English!! A worker on the floor of a WalMart in Houston, TX DOES NOT SPEAK ENGLISH! WTF? How did our country come to this? Would you find a worker in a store in Rio De Janeiro that does not speak Portugese? Or one in Hong Kong who doesn't speak Chinese? I do not understand this at all.
Finally, I get in line. I wait.....and wait.....and wait. Almost 30 minutes to pick up about 8 items. Every register had at least 10 people in line and WalMart workers are not the sharpest knives in the drawer or particularly motivated. As I was waiting, I noticed about 75% of people in line were paying with welfare/foodstamp/WIC/etc. cards. Most of the customers looked at best barely above the poverty level. And I thought, "WTF am I doing here?" My time has got to be worth something, right? So, I'm pretty much done with WalMart. This experience along with a recent experience at the one near my office where some thug was brandishing a handgun while 4 other thugs ran their ass off to their car has pretty much eliminated any desire to ever go into a WalMart again.
I used to defend WalMart and shop there a lot. One place to get a bunch of different stuff at reasonable prices. No more. Workers who can't speak English. Customers who are dirty, scummy looking and, in some cases, potentially lethal. Interminable waits at the checkout. All to perhaps save a few bucks? No thanks. I'm done. I used to think that I'm not too good to shop at WalMart. Well, last night changed that opinion.
So, I look around and spy a WalMart worker in another aisle. I walk over to ask her where the napkins are. She looks a little confused when I ask, "Do you work here?". Thinking she didn't hear me, I ask again, "Do you work here?". She responds in a blizzard of Spanish (which I do not speak but do understand a smattering of it) that she does not speak English!! A worker on the floor of a WalMart in Houston, TX DOES NOT SPEAK ENGLISH! WTF? How did our country come to this? Would you find a worker in a store in Rio De Janeiro that does not speak Portugese? Or one in Hong Kong who doesn't speak Chinese? I do not understand this at all.
Finally, I get in line. I wait.....and wait.....and wait. Almost 30 minutes to pick up about 8 items. Every register had at least 10 people in line and WalMart workers are not the sharpest knives in the drawer or particularly motivated. As I was waiting, I noticed about 75% of people in line were paying with welfare/foodstamp/WIC/etc. cards. Most of the customers looked at best barely above the poverty level. And I thought, "WTF am I doing here?" My time has got to be worth something, right? So, I'm pretty much done with WalMart. This experience along with a recent experience at the one near my office where some thug was brandishing a handgun while 4 other thugs ran their ass off to their car has pretty much eliminated any desire to ever go into a WalMart again.
I used to defend WalMart and shop there a lot. One place to get a bunch of different stuff at reasonable prices. No more. Workers who can't speak English. Customers who are dirty, scummy looking and, in some cases, potentially lethal. Interminable waits at the checkout. All to perhaps save a few bucks? No thanks. I'm done. I used to think that I'm not too good to shop at WalMart. Well, last night changed that opinion.