My friend Zach works at Circuit City now. I am definitely not satisfied with my customer service experiences there. Every time I go in, every motherfucker in the place ignores me. And it's not like I look like a homeless person, because I know sales people make snap judgements. I'm well-dressed, and I have really expensive sunglasses and really expensive purses. I should be a magnet for these people. But usually I don't know where to find what it is I'm looking for, and I do need help. But they CONSTANTLY ignore me and scuttle about.
When I bought my desktop, I had to YELL to get one of them to even look up. I came knowing they had the model in stock, and knowing that I wanted it. I told the kid up front to NOT even open his fat mouth about the warranty bullshit. Did he listen? No. Of course not. I paid in cash. He counted it wrong. THRICE. My mother, myself, and Stephanie counted it in front of him and laid all of the bills on the counter (hundreds, mind you - so there were only like eight to count...NOT HARD). And he still failed until the third time he counted it himself. I made sure to mention that he was a waste of carbon before I left.