Is it just me, or does anyone else just like to mind their own business when
they go to the
hardware store to spend money?

I'm doing a tub surround right now, so I go to my local HD to get supplies.
By the time I
get to the paint department I already have about five people asking me how
I'm doing, sticking their nose in my business, and
trying to "help" me.

Having shopped at HD for awhile now, I know better than to listen to any
"advice" the orange
aprons have to say. On the rare situation in which I need to know where
something is,
I will *ask* for help.

So I'm left relatively unscathed in the paint department, it's nice and
quiet, so I had time to
shop and pick up a few more things than I had come in for. Tile area is
quiet also, bought
additional items, thought about grout color, enjoyed my shopping trip.

On my way to electrical, I had no less than three kids telling me I needed
help. When I'm
in electrical, two more overcaffeinated droids try to engage me, not
realizing that I've been buying duplex outlets longer than they have even
been alive.

By this point I'm flat out just ignoring them, so after asking me how I'm
doing, one of
the idiots tells me I must be having a bad day.

What the hell? Why is ignoring an onslaught of undesired contact with
strangers evidence of a bad day? When did going to the hardware store turn
into me having to babysit a bunch
of snot-nosed kids with my personal disposition and the details of my own
damn business?

Now, I realize I might be the exception these days, perhaps the majority of
their clientele are lonely housewives eager for some touchy-feely social
interaction from bored big box employees, but is it too much to ask that a
guy be left alone to buy his hardware in peace?

Sheesh!

Jon

On Nov 27, 1:56*pm, "Jon Danniken"
wrote:
Is it just me, or does anyone else just like to mind their own business when
they go to the
hardware store to spend money?

I'm doing a tub surround right now, so I go to my local HD to get supplies.
By the time I
get to the paint department I already have about five people asking me how
I'm doing, sticking their nose in my business, and
trying to "help" me.

Having shopped at HD for awhile now, I know better than to listen to any
"advice" the orange
aprons have to say. *On the rare situation in which I need to know where
something is,
I will *ask* for help.

So I'm left relatively unscathed in the paint department, it's nice and
quiet, so I had time to
shop and pick up a few more things than I had come in for. *Tile area is
quiet also, bought
additional items, thought about grout color, enjoyed my shopping trip.

On my way to electrical, I had no less than three kids telling me I needed
help. *When I'm
in electrical, two more overcaffeinated droids try to engage me, not
realizing that I've been buying duplex outlets longer than they have even
been alive.

By this point I'm flat out just ignoring them, so after asking me how I'm
doing, one of
the idiots tells me I must be having a bad day.

What the hell? *Why is ignoring an onslaught of undesired contact with
strangers evidence of a bad day? *When did going to the hardware store turn
into me having to babysit a bunch
of snot-nosed kids with my personal disposition and the details of my own
damn business?

Now, I realize I might be the exception these days, perhaps the majority of
their clientele are lonely housewives eager for some touchy-feely social
interaction from bored big box employees, but is it too much to ask that a
guy be left alone to buy his hardware in peace?

Sheesh!

Jon

How you doing?

"Jon Danniken" wrote in message
...
Oren wrote:
in2dadark wrote:

How you doing?

LOL. I refrained from asking that exact question.

Well I'm doing fine, of course. Relaxing in front of the computer,
drinking tea.

Just don't ask me that 12 times by 12 different people in the space of 10
minutes when I'm working on buying things for my project.

Jon


Was at HD last week and the same thing happened...I was asked if I needed
help no less than 10 times...LOL...I think they are responding to the * lack
of service * rap everyone ELSE is bitching about....Can't please everyone I
guess....LOL...BTW...How ya doin ????....LOL...

Jon Danniken wrote:
Oren wrote:
in2dadark wrote:
How you doing?
LOL. I refrained from asking that exact question.

Well I'm doing fine, of course. Relaxing in front of the computer, drinking
tea.

Just don't ask me that 12 times by 12 different people in the space of 10
minutes when I'm working on buying things for my project.

Jon



Next trip, you will need a clerk.....they will see you and remember,
"Oh,that guy doesn't like to be helped." Let us know how it goes )

On Fri, 27 Nov 2009 15:12:37 -0800, "Jon Danniken"
wrote:

The next time someone tells me I'm having a "bad day" I don't think I am
going to just ignore it.

Nor, would I.

If they tell me to have a "nice day" I tell them not too tell me what
kind of day to have.

"Jon Danniken" wrote in message
...
Is it just me, or does anyone else just like to mind their own business
when they go to the
hardware store to spend money?

I'm doing a tub surround right now, so I go to my local HD to get
supplies. By the time I
get to the paint department I already have about five people asking me how
I'm doing, sticking their nose in my business, and
trying to "help" me.

Having shopped at HD for awhile now, I know better than to listen to any
"advice" the orange
aprons have to say. On the rare situation in which I need to know where
something is,
I will *ask* for help.

So I'm left relatively unscathed in the paint department, it's nice and
quiet, so I had time to
shop and pick up a few more things than I had come in for. Tile area is
quiet also, bought
additional items, thought about grout color, enjoyed my shopping trip.

On my way to electrical, I had no less than three kids telling me I needed
help. When I'm
in electrical, two more overcaffeinated droids try to engage me, not
realizing that I've been buying duplex outlets longer than they have even
been alive.

By this point I'm flat out just ignoring them, so after asking me how I'm
doing, one of
the idiots tells me I must be having a bad day.

What the hell? Why is ignoring an onslaught of undesired contact with
strangers evidence of a bad day? When did going to the hardware store
turn into me having to babysit a bunch
of snot-nosed kids with my personal disposition and the details of my own
damn business?

Now, I realize I might be the exception these days, perhaps the majority
of their clientele are lonely housewives eager for some touchy-feely
social interaction from bored big box employees, but is it too much to ask
that a guy be left alone to buy his hardware in peace?

Sheesh!

Jon
Jon.... Next time someone says to you "have a nice day" Just say don't
tell me what to do" (Grin) ww

"WW" wrote in message
. ..

"Jon Danniken" wrote in message
...
Is it just me, or does anyone else just like to mind their own business
when they go to the
hardware store to spend money?

I'm doing a tub surround right now, so I go to my local HD to get
supplies. By the time I
get to the paint department I already have about five people asking me
how I'm doing, sticking their nose in my business, and
trying to "help" me.

Having shopped at HD for awhile now, I know better than to listen to any
"advice" the orange
aprons have to say. On the rare situation in which I need to know where
something is,
I will *ask* for help.

So I'm left relatively unscathed in the paint department, it's nice and
quiet, so I had time to
shop and pick up a few more things than I had come in for. Tile area is
quiet also, bought
additional items, thought about grout color, enjoyed my shopping trip.

On my way to electrical, I had no less than three kids telling me I
needed help. When I'm
in electrical, two more overcaffeinated droids try to engage me, not
realizing that I've been buying duplex outlets longer than they have even
been alive.

By this point I'm flat out just ignoring them, so after asking me how I'm
doing, one of
the idiots tells me I must be having a bad day.

What the hell? Why is ignoring an onslaught of undesired contact with
strangers evidence of a bad day? When did going to the hardware store
turn into me having to babysit a bunch
of snot-nosed kids with my personal disposition and the details of my own
damn business?

Now, I realize I might be the exception these days, perhaps the majority
of their clientele are lonely housewives eager for some touchy-feely
social interaction from bored big box employees, but is it too much to
ask that a guy be left alone to buy his hardware in peace?

Sheesh!

Jon
Jon.... Next time someone says to you "have a nice day" Just say don't
tell me what to do" (Grin) ww

Boy Jon you must be too sensitive. Most of the people at HD are part timers.
My daughter works there and yes she does not know a hilti from a lawnmower,
but they are instructed to engage the customers by asking them if they can
help and smile. If they don't they get written up. For the measly $8.30/hr
they get paid you ought to be glad that they talk to anyone. Most of them
are there trying to make a living so give them a break. All you have to do
is smile back and say thanks but I don't need any help.
Lighten up.

R

Jon Danniken wrote:

On my way to electrical, I had no less than three kids telling me I
needed help. When I'm
in electrical, two more overcaffeinated droids try to engage me, not
realizing that I've been buying duplex outlets longer than they have
even been alive.

By this point I'm flat out just ignoring them, so after asking me how
I'm doing, one of
the idiots tells me I must be having a bad day.

Asking if you need help is their job, it's what they get paid for. Normally
when I'm in Hell Depot I can never find any employee much less one
interested in helping me, having several offer to do so is amazing.

Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters and a
nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of mid-priced filter
that according to her is just as good as the top-priced one. We'd already
decided which ones we were going to buy, but we thanked her anyway since not
responding to someone trying to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it
have cost you to say you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Roanin wrote:
All you have to do is smile back and
say thanks but I don't need any help.

Oh, I have to do that 12 times when I go into a store to purchase things?
I'll put that down on my list: $80.00 of items and face time with 12
complete strangers who are rude enough to get in my face and expect social
interaction.

Sorry, but I have better things to do with my day than to spend it with
hardware store clerks so I can give them pity time. They need to find
something to do that isn't bothering people who are minding their own
business.

Jon

DGDevin wrote:.

Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into the
store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social interaction between
yourself and the clerks. That's great.

I have better things to do. I go to the store to buy things to work with,
and I don't need the distraction of dealing with overly aggresive "help".

Jon

In article , "Jon Danniken" wrote:
DGDevin wrote:.

Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into the
store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social interaction between
yourself and the clerks. That's great.

From where I sit, it looks like the difference between the two of you is that
he realizes that "not responding to someone trying to help you is pointlessly
rude" -- and you either don't realize that, or don't care.

On Fri, 27 Nov 2009 22:24:42 -0800, "Jon Danniken"
wrote:

DGDevin wrote:.

Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into the
store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social interaction between
yourself and the clerks. That's great.

I have better things to do.

Yeah, like bitch about your trip to HD on Usenet.

I go to the store to buy things to work with,
and I don't need the distraction of dealing with overly aggresive "help".

Maybe a T-shirt could get the message across without taxing you with
the enormous task of saying 'No thanks'. [I use a grunt and shake
my head when I'm tired.]

Here's a nice F.O.A.D. T-shirt.
http://www.printfection.com/shop/T-S...sideid.2845686

Jim

Jon Danniken wrote:
wrote:
Jon Danniken wrote:
Oren wrote:
in2dadark wrote:
How you doing?
LOL. I refrained from asking that exact question.
Well I'm doing fine, of course. Relaxing in front of the computer,
drinking tea.

Just don't ask me that 12 times by 12 different people in the space
of 10 minutes when I'm working on buying things for my project.

Jon


Next trip, you will need a clerk.....they will see you and remember,
"Oh,that guy doesn't like to be helped." Let us know how it goes )

Won't do much good, about all they are good for is telling you where
something is located. Even that's a crap shoot; you end up with someone
looking for something while you find it anyway.

Jon



I am usually finding the item while my husband is asking the clerk where
to find it. Last time around, the clerk at Home Depot didn't know the
product ... Preval Sprayer....or where it might be if they had it. The
clerk at Lowes knew that Home Depot carried them ) I found it on the
shelf below the counter at the paint dept. service desk.

When I shopped at Lowes for low voltage lighting with a friend, Lowes
had an electrician available to answer questions after we stumped the
clerk. I don't go to either for expertise...that's why I lurk on ahr or
ask Google )

After 40 years of finding my husband's keys, I can locate just about
anything (except my own keys...damn hard to find in the bottom of my
purse) )

Jon Danniken wrote:
DGDevin wrote:.
Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into the
store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social interaction between
yourself and the clerks. That's great.

I have better things to do. I go to the store to buy things to work with,
and I don't need the distraction of dealing with overly aggresive "help".

Jon



Wow. Hope you treat your customers nicer than that.

While I do understand where you are coming from regarding sales droids
that attach themselves to your leg, I agree with the others that say you
are being unnecessarily harsh in this case. I mostly get the aggressive
ones in stores that work on commission. In the big-box home supply
places, I usually don't get anyone, or if I do, and don't need any help,
a 'just looking, thanks' sends them on their way. And at times, due to
how randomly the stores are laid out, it is nice to have somebody lead
me to where something is. (ie, for no apparent reason, the colored coil
stock flashing is in a different location from all the other flashing.)
No, most of them are pretty useless on technical info at my local
place (aside from one old coot in the plumbing aisle), but most are
sensible enough to not try to BS their way through it. (As opposed to
the local best buy, where the snot-nosed kids pull info out of their
ass, and won't go away. I avoid shopping there, unless my need is so
urgent that on-line is not an option. On-line is almost always
significantly cheaper anyway.)

--
aem sends...

Jon Danniken wrote:
DGDevin wrote:.
Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into the
store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social interaction between
yourself and the clerks. That's great.

I have better things to do. I go to the store to buy things to work with,
and I don't need the distraction of dealing with overly aggresive "help".

Jon


I never have minded that clerks offer help...hell, it's their job. I
did once almost slug a woman in a fancy department store...always have
to go in through the cosmetics dept. and there were clerks standing
around with spray bottles of perfume. One gave me a spritz of unknown
perfume as I passed, without asking or offering that she was about to
assault me.

I don't often go to "upscale" restaurants, but they are my biggest pet
peeve....servers who do a dissertation on each wine and menu item. I
didn't drop in to visit with the staff....if they don't print a menu
that I can comprehend, they don't serve food that I want to eat )

wrote in message
m...
Jon Danniken wrote:
DGDevin wrote:.
Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into the
store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social interaction
between yourself and the clerks. That's great.

I have better things to do. I go to the store to buy things to work
with, and I don't need the distraction of dealing with overly aggresive
"help".

Jon
I never have minded that clerks offer help...hell, it's their job. I did
once almost slug a woman in a fancy department store...always have to go
in through the cosmetics dept. and there were clerks standing around with
spray bottles of perfume. One gave me a spritz of unknown perfume as I
passed, without asking or offering that she was about to assault me.

I don't often go to "upscale" restaurants, but they are my biggest pet
peeve....servers who do a dissertation on each wine and menu item. I
didn't drop in to visit with the staff....if they don't print a menu that
I can comprehend, they don't serve food that I want to eat )


How about wait staff who come to a table where there are men and women, and
say "Hi, guys! Are you ready to order?" If they can't tell the difference
between men and women, I chop their tip in half right then and there.

Or, "How's everything?", 15 times during the meal? I know an actual
professional waiter to once told me "If something's not right, I'll know
just by watching you from 30 feet away. I don't need to nag you."

In article ,
" wrote:


I never have minded that clerks offer help...hell, it's their job. I
did once almost slug a woman in a fancy department store...always have
to go in through the cosmetics dept. and there were clerks standing
around with spray bottles of perfume. One gave me a spritz of unknown
perfume as I passed, without asking or offering that she was about to
assault me.
I used to stop and ask if the stuff had alcohol in it (and it
almost invariably did). Then I asked where the nearest hospital was
since the medication I was on would cause my blood pressure to skyrocket
with any contact with alcohol. I'd then leave the area at a dead run.

--
To find that place where the rats don't race
and the phones don't ring at all.
If once, you've slept on an island.
Scott Kirby "If once you've slept on an island"

Kurt Ullman wrote:
In article ,
" wrote:


I never have minded that clerks offer help...hell, it's their job. I
did once almost slug a woman in a fancy department store...always have
to go in through the cosmetics dept. and there were clerks standing
around with spray bottles of perfume. One gave me a spritz of unknown
perfume as I passed, without asking or offering that she was about to
assault me.
I used to stop and ask if the stuff had alcohol in it (and it
almost invariably did). Then I asked where the nearest hospital was
since the medication I was on would cause my blood pressure to skyrocket
with any contact with alcohol. I'd then leave the area at a dead run.


I solved that problem by not even shopping in stores like that any more.
(Only had one or two like that around here anyway, where the main
entrance was the cosmetics counter.) Hoity-toity department stores
seldom have anything in my size/price range/ style I would be caught
dead in anyway.

--
aem sends....

"aemeijers" wrote in message
news
Kurt Ullman wrote:
In article ,
" wrote:


I never have minded that clerks offer help...hell, it's their job. I
did once almost slug a woman in a fancy department store...always have
to go in through the cosmetics dept. and there were clerks standing
around with spray bottles of perfume. One gave me a spritz of unknown
perfume as I passed, without asking or offering that she was about to
assault me.
I used to stop and ask if the stuff had alcohol in it (and it almost
invariably did). Then I asked where the nearest hospital was since the
medication I was on would cause my blood pressure to skyrocket with any
contact with alcohol. I'd then leave the area at a dead run.


I solved that problem by not even shopping in stores like that any more.
(Only had one or two like that around here anyway, where the main entrance
was the cosmetics counter.) Hoity-toity department stores seldom have
anything in my size/price range/ style I would be caught dead in anyway.

--
aem sends....


In 35 years of shopping in all sorts of department stores in Long Island,
the 5 boroughs of NYC and Rochester NY, I've **NEVER** had anyone spray me
with any sort of fragrance, even if I'd stopped to check them out at the
cologne counter. What kinds of towns do some of you inhabit? If this happens
to you, you have every right to remove the entire sprayer mechanism from
another bottle and dump the entire contents over the employee's head.

JoeSpareBedroom wrote:

Or, "How's everything?", 15 times during the meal? I know an actual
professional waiter to once told me "If something's not right, I'll
know just by watching you from 30 feet away. I don't need to nag you."

Right, now try getting asked that 12 times in the space of under 10 minutes
by 12 different people - including while you are pushing your cart down the
aisle - and you start to get the idea of why it was an unpleasant experience
for me.

It's damn hard to concentrate on what I am doing, and what parts will work
for doing it with, when I am getting continually (and randomly) barraged by
over-eager sales "help".

The smart ones will walk by, twiddle with something on the shelf near me for
a few seconds, then go away. This lets me know they are there, so if I need
help, I can ask them for it. Otherwise, I get to continue shopping
unmolested.

Jon

In article ,
aemeijers wrote:


I solved that problem by not even shopping in stores like that any more.
(Only had one or two like that around here anyway, where the main
entrance was the cosmetics counter.) Hoity-toity department stores
seldom have anything in my size/price range/ style I would be caught
dead in anyway.

--
It has pretty much disappeared over the last 10 years or so.
Probably concerns about liability from spritzing a chemical allergy
person. Now they hand out pads and such.

--
To find that place where the rats don't race
and the phones don't ring at all.
If once, you've slept on an island.
Scott Kirby "If once you've slept on an island"

"Jon Danniken" wrote in message
...
JoeSpareBedroom wrote:

Or, "How's everything?", 15 times during the meal? I know an actual
professional waiter to once told me "If something's not right, I'll
know just by watching you from 30 feet away. I don't need to nag you."

Right, now try getting asked that 12 times in the space of under 10
minutes by 12 different people - including while you are pushing your cart
down the aisle - and you start to get the idea of why it was an unpleasant
experience for me.

It's damn hard to concentrate on what I am doing, and what parts will work
for doing it with, when I am getting continually (and randomly) barraged
by over-eager sales "help".

The smart ones will walk by, twiddle with something on the shelf near me
for a few seconds, then go away. This lets me know they are there, so if
I need help, I can ask them for it. Otherwise, I get to continue shopping
unmolested.

Jon



Get used to it. At least 50% of the human population is desperately trying
to hang on to the left side of the intelligence bell curve. Some of them
even need pitons to maintain what little grip they've got.

I applied to part time work at HD three years ago. It got as far as an
interview, during which the manager asked me if I had any ideas for doing
the job better. I told him I'd arrive 20 minutes early, NOT punch in, and
spend MY 20 minutes familiarizing myself with the aisles. He asked me why.

Do I need to go any further? I did not get the job, by the way.

JoeSpareBedroom wrote:

Get used to it. At least 50% of the human population is desperately
trying to hang on to the left side of the intelligence bell curve.
Some of them even need pitons to maintain what little grip they've
got.
I applied to part time work at HD three years ago. It got as far as an
interview, during which the manager asked me if I had any ideas for
doing the job better. I told him I'd arrive 20 minutes early, NOT
punch in, and spend MY 20 minutes familiarizing myself with the
aisles. He asked me why.
Do I need to go any further? I did not get the job, by the way.

Thank you, Joe, I appreciate it.

I think the trick is finding a time when there are more customers in the
store to distract the "help." Unfortunately, I do most of my business
early, when most people aren't.

Maybe I could get a fake cellphone and pretend I am on the phone. Or a fake
hearing aid and yell at them.

Jon

"Jon Danniken" wrote in message
...
JoeSpareBedroom wrote:

Get used to it. At least 50% of the human population is desperately
trying to hang on to the left side of the intelligence bell curve.
Some of them even need pitons to maintain what little grip they've
got.
I applied to part time work at HD three years ago. It got as far as an
interview, during which the manager asked me if I had any ideas for
doing the job better. I told him I'd arrive 20 minutes early, NOT
punch in, and spend MY 20 minutes familiarizing myself with the
aisles. He asked me why.
Do I need to go any further? I did not get the job, by the way.

Thank you, Joe, I appreciate it.

I think the trick is finding a time when there are more customers in the
store to distract the "help." Unfortunately, I do most of my business
early, when most people aren't.

Maybe I could get a fake cellphone and pretend I am on the phone. Or a
fake hearing aid and yell at them.

Jon


Easier: Wander the aisles mumbling bible verses. Nobody wants to come near
people like that, except for other people like that on street corners in big
cities.

On Nov 28, 11:23*am, "JoeSpareBedroom"
wrote:
"Jon Danniken" wrote in message

...





JoeSpareBedroom wrote:

Get used to it. At least 50% of the human population is desperately
trying to hang on to the left side of the intelligence bell curve.
Some of them even need pitons to maintain what little grip they've
got.
I applied to part time work at HD three years ago. It got as far as an
interview, during which the manager asked me if I had any ideas for
doing the job better. I told him I'd arrive 20 minutes early, NOT
punch in, and spend MY 20 minutes familiarizing myself with the
aisles. He asked me why.
Do I need to go any further? I did not get the job, by the way.

Thank you, Joe, I appreciate it.

I think the trick is finding a time when there are more customers in the
store to distract the "help." *Unfortunately, I do most of my business
early, when most people aren't.

Maybe I could get a fake cellphone and pretend I am on the phone. *Or a
fake hearing aid and yell at them.

Jon

Easier: Wander the aisles mumbling bible verses. Nobody wants to come near
people like that, except for other people like that on street corners in big
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HD got a very bad report card on lack of personnel on the floor to
help customers a few years back and vowed to improve the situation.
They did hire more folks, who, unfortunately, did not know much about
HD products or home improvements in general. If you were lucky, they
knew which aisle things were in. I agree with being annoyed by
overzealous folks, I just can't decide which is worse, no one to ask
where thing are or being stopped when in the middle of planning how to
get water from point A to point B by someone who is supposed to help
customers.

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In 35 years of shopping in all sorts of department stores in Long Island,
the 5 boroughs of NYC and Rochester NY, I've **NEVER** had anyone spray me
with any sort of fragrance, even if I'd stopped to check them out at the
cologne counter. What kinds of towns do some of you inhabit? If this happens
to you, you have every right to remove the entire sprayer mechanism from
another bottle and dump the entire contents over the employee's head.



Indiana. I suspect that Long Islanders learned not to touch strangers a
while before Hoosiers did )

Jon Danniken wrote:

DGDevin wrote:.

Actually earlier today my wife and I were buying some furnace filters
and a nice HD employee approached us and pointed out a brand of
mid-priced filter that according to her is just as good as the
top-priced one. We'd already decided which ones we were going to
buy, but we thanked her anyway since not responding to someone trying
to help you is pointlessly rude. What would it have cost you to say
you were doing okay and didn't need any help?

Well, you see, that's the difference between you and me. You go into
the store to have your hand held and to and enjoy the social
interaction between yourself and the clerks. That's great.

Making that statement based on what I posted requires either a lack of
reading comprehension on your part or a lack of simple honesty.

I have better things to do. I go to the store to buy things to work
with, and I don't need the distraction of dealing with overly
aggresive "help".
Jon

Ah, I see, one of those. Some people enjoy going through life with a
pine-cone up their ass--bottle babies perhaps, or those whose toilet
training was on the harsh side. You have a good time with that, sunshine.