I have been frequenting the Wal-Mart quite frequently lately, as I find it convenient to shop for waffles, Jonas Brother posters and household electronics all in the same place. What I’ve noticed is that the stereotype of the quintessential Wal-Mart greeter has been knocked off its rocker.
In the good old days, you were guaranteed to be met with voracious enthusiasm by a kind, high-spirited individual. What happened? Walking into Wal-Mart this afternoon, not only was I not greeted eagerly, but the person assigned to be my greeter went about it with such disdain for the world around him that I almost walked out and went to Target (sure, they don’t have greeters, but they have the amazing dorm room aesthetics of Todd Oldham).
So, where have all our ardor-abled friends gone? Why are we allowing the face of Wal-Mart to fall into apathetic hands? With it’s new face lift (wood floors, hip music, self-checkouts), has Wal-Mart booted the one thing it had going for it – a friendly face at the front door?
This needs to be remedied immediately.
