It never ceases to amaze me the things that people are willing to complain about.
Take Sunday. It was like a scene from that movie with Adam Sandler and the kid. This woman comes up and she is steaming. She wants to complain. And not to us.
We call the supervisor over. I don't know if the deli got her upset (one woman complained that a girl in the deli "took too long to wash her hands" one day) or if a cashier bagged her stuff wrong. Whatever.
Do you know what this woman's complaint was?
She was in such a hurry to get her shopping done that she didn't have time to stop and get her little precious baby of a son a sausage biscuit at McDonald's when she came in.
Then, by the time she checked out and went to McDonald's, they were no longer serving breakfast, only lunch.
She was SO UPSET that she was never coming back to Wal-Mart again.
Umm. We never got the logic of all of this.
You drove to Wal-Mart. You passed McDonald's on the way inside. You ignored the kid when it said it wanted a sausage biscuit. You shopped for an hour. Then you blame Wal-Mart because McDonald's has to certain hours when they serve certain foods? And instead of complaining to the manager of McDonald's and threatening to stop patronizing THEIR business, you threaten to never darken OUR door again?
What's the common thread here? YOU need to take responsibility for YOUR own stupidity woman? It is common knowledge that McDonald's quit's serving breakfast at 10:30 a.m. God, Buddha, Shiva, Kali, Baal and a host of other deities have no pity on you!
You know what I say? Good riddance to bad rubbish!