AM PM...markets! Nervous clerk needs therapy! Las Vegas attracks weirdos near Hilton Hotel!

 

Never kid a kidder! 

Some employees try too hard to hide their dishonesty and stupidity.

And, in the process - they not only make fools of themselves - but also end up insulting their customers.

For example, after I strolled through the Hilton Casino last night for an hour or so - during which time I sipped on a refreshing glass of white wine and tried my luck at the slots - I headed out the revolving door of bumbling prospective gamblers (heading inside) and down the street to my Hotel under a canopy of pretty stars.

Suddenly, a case of the munchies swept over me, so I slipped into the AM PM market (at Paradise Blvd) to snatch up a tasty snack to quell a hunger pang that was grumbling in my gut.

At the "grill", I spied an assortment of wrapped ready-made take-out goodies which included an odd assortment of tachos and hamburgers.

So, I scooped up one priced @ $1.29, which screamed out at me in bright eye-catching colors.

In addition to the burger I snapped up a can of  ice-cold Arizona punch (99 cents), and headed to the cash register to pay up.

But, when the toothy cashier (a dude who was rough around the edges) rang up the total, it wasn't correct.

When I noted to the clerk that the total appeared to be off, he interrupted me - right off-the-bat - in a rude and insulting manner.

"Sir, I'll show 'ya. Come with me," he gruffly huffed, as he walked over to where the fast-food snacks were beckoning from inside the small warming oven.

"See. This is a hamburger and it is $1.99," he spat out with smug satisfaction, clearly under the impression that he had bested me somehow.

Indeed!

The goof was too stupid to figure out the obvious.

I was interested in the snack priced at "$1.29" (pursuant to the ubiquitous sign posted above the merchandise).

At this juncture, I pointed to the snack he was referring to - and to the one I had my sights on - and put the question to him.

"What is the difference between this item (the one I wanted to purchae @ $1.29) and that one ($1.99).

He did a double-take, was silent for a split second, then responded quietly.

"One is a burger. The other is a sandwich."

"I see," I politely responded.

Although I was interested in the $1.29 item (and not the burger which was allegedly priced @  $1.99) - rather than make a fuss and hold up the check-out line further - I opted to just purchase the items he rang up on the cash register.

"It's okay.I'll take the items you rang up, thanks," I chirped, as I headed back to the counter where a line was now forming.

Rather than drop the matter, he pesisted with his stupidity.

"Are you sure? I know times are tough."

Huh? 

Was he going to try to belittle me now because I simply sought to determine the prices of the itemshe was charging me for?

Since I didn't intend to argue ad nausem any further - especially not with an obvious jerk-off  - I instructed him to just go ahead with the sale (with the ultimate aim of making peace and moving on).

At this juncture, as he started to hand back my change - instead of thanking me and being gracious - he labored the point.

"Just thought 'ya should know," he quipped.

"I didn't want you to think I was ripping you off."

Though he tried to, I assure you!

Yada! Yada! Yada!

In view of the fact so many folks in Vegas are griping about being jobless in the desert oasis - just maybe - this bozo should take a hike and relinqish the gainful employment to someone capable of taking on the task of working as a professional cashier.

Especially when you conisider that the scruffy dude was incompentent, ill-mannered, and taking up space needlessly.

I mean - does this a**hole honestly think folks on holiday in Vegas don't have anything better to do - than waste their valuable time at a check-out counter aruging with a loser like him?
There outta be a law!

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Walgreens...Vegas outlet run by slugs! Cashiers suck out the energy...

If you're like me, you probably jump out of bed with a spring in your step, and head out early to take in all the sights while on vacation.

Unfortunately, if you saunter into a pharmacy like Walgreens at the crack of dawn, chances are you're energy levels are going to plummet  (be "sucked" out of 'ya) when you come face-to-face with one of their cashiers with all the personality and charm of a worm!

This especially rings true at the Walgreens on Freemont Street in downtown Vegas.

A couple of the female employees come across like washed-out truck drivers with gruff whiskey-soaked demmeanors to match.

Failed cocktail waitresses?

Large Marge (Pee Wee's Big Adventure) has nothing on these tough homely old broads!

Talk about dogs.

Woof!

Walgreens must have been scraping the barrel when they hired on these low-life classless bitch**.

Rite-Aid is looking better all the time!

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Gelsons...rip-off prices, moldy stale food, Managers that discriminate and offend!

Stale rolls, overpriced water, and wilted flowers a specialty!

Years ago when I was residing on Flores Street in West Hollywood, I was so spoiled when it came to shopping for groceries and household goods.

Just a hop-and-a-skip away, Mayfair Market beckoned with fresh fruit and vegetables at reasonable cost, a wide selection of name products on the shelves satisfied the most discerning palate, and cheerful cashiers greeted customers with a smile.

Unfortunately, Mayfair Market closed-up-shop one fine day - at which point - Gelson's muscled in on the local scene.

On occasion, when I shopped at Gelson's over the years, it was mostly an unpleasant experience.

So, I started to pick up life's nutritional necessities at Ralph's, Pavilions, wherever.

Now and then, I pop into Gelson's at Flores & Santa Monica to give them a second chance, but due to poor management and the bad attitude of the grocery clerks, Gelson's has basically gone-to-hell in a hand-basket.

For instance, the 2nd last time I sauntered in to the nicely-painted outlet in WeHo, I spied a rotund security guard (female?) - with the face of a blinking night owl - staring each customer up-and-down with disdain as they waltzed through the door.

At one point when I queried the queer-looking uniformed employee about the whereabouts of shampoo - she half-turned and stabbed the air gruffly with a stubby finger - to signal the aisle where the hair products were shelved.

She didn't utter one word!

Yup, all the personality of a worm.

Talk about scraping the barrel for staff to "man" the store!

In one aisle, when a customer's path was blocked by stock boys chatting each other up, it was necessary for the miffed shopper to pointedly interrupt with a curt "excuse me" before they parted and allowed the disgruntled woman through.

No respect for the paying customers, either!

When I noticed that the inexperienced employees left single-servers of ice cream unattended to melt in carts as they slowly hauled their sorry a**es around the store, frankly, I was aghast.

Obviously, these wet-behind-the-ears grunts were uneducated about the health hazards that could conceivably arise when frozen product was carelessly left to melt - then refreeze again - without proper inspection.

By the way, the rip-off prices at Gelson's are not only mind-boggling, but underscore the grocer's insatiable greed!

For example, a small container of rice pudding that may be snapped up at Ralph's or Pavilions for 99 cents, is marked up to a staggering $2.39 (approximate).

I've also noticed that cookies and cereal on the shelves at Gelson's - on average - are at least a dollar-or-two more costly than elsewhere in the vicinity of WeHo.

To their detriment, Gelson's also doesn't appear to care much about monitoring the freshness of their product.

Customers have to point out an item has spoiled before it is removed from the shelf.

For instance, when I plucked up an orange from a product display case one day, the bottom half of the fruit was all moldy!

And, bread products leave a lot to be desired, too.

Since I have a fondness for fresh bread, on occasion I trotted to the bin where the rolls were stocked - only to determine under close inspection (and a surreptitious squeeze or two) - that their buns were stale (or at least a day old).

The asking price for a rock-hard roll?

79 cents a piece ( I kid you not).

In contrast, bread-lovers may be pleased to know that at Ralph's and Pavilions the same kind of roll - fresh out of the oven daily - may be purchased for the bargain-price of 59 cents.

And, don't even entertain the thought of satisfying your sweet tooth with a pastry or high-calorie doughnut at the uppity grocery outlet.

That purchase will throw your budget off-kilter for a week!

In addition to the rip-off prices, stale food on the shelves, and careless stocking procedures at Gelson's (which may cause a touch of food poisoning, for starters), the inappropriate conduct of one of the Managers at Gelson's is a bit disconcerting, too.

For example, one night as I strode up to the cashier to pay for my groceries, the gooky-looking oddball schlepped up to one of the display cases (where gum and tabloid newspapers are cleverly-arranged to grab the attention of impulse-buyers last-minute) and "acted" like he was tabulating items on the shelf.

But, on a couple of occasions when I glanced in his direction (he was almost breathing down my neck at one point) I caught him glancing suggestively at the chest and crotch areas of the body.

Just as I was about to inform him I wasn't interested in his unwanted sexual advances, the cashier proceeded to ring up my items, so I let the matter drop.

Creepy!

Last night, I also noticed that when two young males approached a line that was relatively busy - quick-as-a-wink - he strode over and ushered the cozy twosome to a cash register previously closed.

Meanwhile, shoppers ahead in the line were left waiting!

Yup.

The old letch uses his position as manager to get his rocks off, at the expense of the rights of other shoppers, who were entitled to their just due.

Although Gelson's has a freshly-paved parking lot that may appeal to some, I recommend that in view of the foregoing trouble-spots , discerning shoppers with higher expectations drive on.

Oscar winner Bette Davis once quipped:

"I had to go back to work because someone had to pay for the groceries."

Since Ms. Davis once resided in a penthouse In West Hollywood just shy of Crescent Heights and Fountain Street, it is wholly conceivable she was referring to Gelson's!

Bette savoring a memorable autumn moment

Bristol Farms a shopper's option!

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