This Walmart is like an episode of punk'd or that other show on MTV where they timed you to see how long you'd last before you lost your temper (for the record, about 9 minutes).
Every single time I have come here I have kicked myself for doing so. Every. Single. Time. The signing is HORRIBLE - where is Massachusetts Weights & Measures?! I have walked in (and back out of) the eye center about 10 times with no one even saying hello to me, let alone offering to help.
But far and beyond the worst experience is the checkout. Grumpy, inexperienced, incompetent employees who won't adjust the price to match their incorrect signing, who do a LOT of shrugging and not a lot of anything else, and lines lines lines. The whole store probably has 30 employees and half are door greeters.
Case in point - I came here at 7:30pm on a Friday night (not the busiest time in the world; I would know, I work retail), and picked up a few things -- had no idea what I was buying since the signs were all about 10 inches to the right or the left of the product I wanted -- got to check out and there were maybe 40 people in line. No, that's not an exaggeration. There was ONE checkout lane open and it was "express lane" and stacked 6 people deep. The self-checkout lanes were open and all a few people deep. There was one girl who's register light was off and she was shooing people away because she wanted to leave.
We get in line behind a self-checkout line, and then that same shoo-er girl says "oh, well, I guess I'll stay open" and starts taking OTHER customers, enraging a woman in front of us who had previously been shooed. We move over, she checks us out -- standard, barely communicating -- and only speaks to tell me she can't take the safety anti-theft plastic box off my razor cartridges, and that I have to go to the self-checkout help kiosk.
I heard over to the kiosk, but no one's home. She's helping some poor soul at self checkout who's been had by the machine telling her to put her item in the bag when it's already there (love that...). She sees me, and walks over to help another customer in distress. Okay... finally (literally at least five full minutes) she waddles over, looks at me, walks AROUND ME and takes post at her station while complaining "I can't do this anymore".
Not sure if this woman is in some kind of coma, I say "excuse me??" and she shuts me up with "HOLD ON A SECOND". Yikes, do I have to pay extra for the abuse? She finally assists, taking her sweet time to help me with the anti-theft box, and then LITERALLY says "okay, go." GLADLY!
I will pay the extra money, I will drive the extra 100 feet, I will go without razor cartridges for up to two weeks (I can't go any longer than that, its just barbaric) just to stay out of this HELLHOLE. I advise you all to do the same. If you are fully committed to going to Walmart, make the drive to the newly renovated Supercenter in Marlborough (right on the Hudson line). read more