This Dollarama (aka worst place on earth) is where souls come to die. Upon immersing yourself into its cramped entrance, prepare to be thrust into a purgatorial portal where these dying souls just float around aimlessly, filling the voids in their lives with the most useless of things, then standing in line for all of eternity.
I popped into this Dollarama because it was the closest one to where I was, hoping to buy a million tupperware containers. The layout is awkward and cramped in comparison to other locations. The tills and line up are very close to the only doorway, and the aisles just generally seem smaller. I rushed over to the tupperware container, hoping to get out of there ASAP, but the aisle was baron. Not because they were out of stock, but because someone was too lazy to replenish stock, as when I looked up, I saw my exact containers beckoning at them from their cardboard box which read, "large deep rectangle containers."
Now, only to obtain this box, which was just out of reach for my stupid little arms. I browsed the aisles for about ten minutes, trying to find someone who worked there and wasn't at till. When I was unsuccessful, I asked a cashier who was without a customer if someone would be able to get something down for me, and she looked right at me, then called for the next customer in line. MEGA JERK! Left with no other choice, now running about 20 minutes late for all the baking I had to do (hence tupperwares), I decided to take matters into my own hands.
I don't know if you guys have picked up on this in my recent reviews, but as of late, I have been a big fan of causing Larry David-esque social experiments and causing scenes to see how they pan out. I think it's a mid-life crisis I'm going through at age 22. So, I picked up a ladder, and carried it to the aisle I needed. The same cashier who blew me off a moment before was now furious that I had thought to help myself, and yelled at me not to get on the ladder. "Will someone help me out, then?!" I responded.
She murmered something into an intercom phone, but after waiting 10 minutes, nobody came. Finally, I managed to grab the attention of a girl in a Dollarama apron who may or may not have been headed on a break, with a pack of cigarettes in hand (sorry Dollarama girl, if you were on a break!) She was assisting another customer with prices, and I managed to grab her to get down my tupperware containers. She was quite pleasant to deal with, albeit a little clueless, as well as she did not believe me at first that I knew exactly which cardboard box I needed down and what it contained. Finally, I was granted my half dozen containers and was free to join the line up.
Fourty minutes later, and I was finally thrust from the portal and allowed to breathe real air again. This is by far the worst, ickiest Dollarama I have ever visited, and while I normally wouldn't visit and review a chain like this, I had to warn everybody!
If you wish to keep your soul in tact, skip this place. :) read more