I went to Home Depot tonight simply because it's closer to my house, because I think they and Lowe's are pretty much close they're having the same things, although Lowe's has a much cleaner and nicer set up as far as displaying their products.
I went looking for some strange things that I would never normally look for in a store and was pretty sure I was going to have to fend for myself because I haven't had very good luck at this Home Depot. Most of the time I'm either ignored, rarely smiled out or spoken to when an employee looks at me when I enter the store, and when I do call somebody from the end of an aisle and say "excuse me, sir can you help me?" I'm often then ignored as well, and they occasionally even hustle themselves up the aisle and around the corner and hightail it out of there. When I do manage to get their attention, they often look down at their feet or roll their eyes like "Oh dear God, I have to deal with another old lady again", Lovely, Right? I have to say that most of these are younger people (younger than 50 actually), and I'm not an "old lady" who doesn't like young people. I'm an old lady who was brought up to be nice and polite to everyone, and I always have been. I've worked jobs that I didn't like, and/or for and with people I didn't like, like we all have, and I remember how that feels. So my goal has always been to attempt to make eye contact and to be friendly, no matter where I am. So don't be thinking it's me, because it's not.
I'm going to write FOUR 5-Star reviews in a row tonight for Home Depot staff members in this Hanford store, and in the past few months, I have only written ONE 5-Star review for ANY of them (out of about 5 others) because for months and months (and I shop here often because I'm a home DIY-er). I've never been treated so rudely or ignored so often, or spoken to anyone in the aisles of that store who knows ANYTHING about ANYTHING in that store!! And they aren't even embarrassed about it.
No, I'm not in a bad mood, actually I'm in a really great mood, because tonight I dealt with three of the nicest, friendliest, most knowledgeable and helpful staff members practically ever (except for Bob and Gerald, and if you shop there you probably know who they are because everybody likes them because they know everything about everything in that store and about how to do all kinds of things, and are sweet and friendly and kind).
So! Prefacing all of that above, keep that in mind when you read these next 5-Star reviews, so you'll see what it's like when the same person can write really glowing and/or really derogatory reviews depending upon the customer service they receive, and it has absolutely nothing to do with that shopper, except she is keenly aware of people's body language, facial expressions, and tone of voice, as well as their knowledge of the store and their products, and is outspoken enough to tell the honest to God truth about her experiences wherever she shops when it gets great or terrible customer service.
So, onward and upward to number one great employee when I first entered the store tonight. I don't normally use a handicap cart, but I got injured this week and had a bad wrist, neck and back, and I really needed that cart tonight. I knew that what I needed was at the rear left of the store so I went to the north end of the parking lot and parked there, and entered that north side door.
Normally, there are handicap carts available inside the middle entrance where the customer service and returns area is, so I thought there would be some at either end, but to my disappointment there weren't any. I guess my disappointment showed on my face because the young man at the nearest checkstand to my right immediately caught my eye, smiled at me, and said "hello", and I immediately smiled and said "hello" back and asked "Aren't there any handicap carts at this end?" he told me that there weren't and I sighed and turned around to walk all the way back to the father entrance the store OK girl yeah you're proud of yourself. You know I'm not and get one when he stopped me and said "I'll find you one".
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