The Home Depot

Ok, I am aware of my proclaimed wild hatred for Home Depot. Particularly for it’s deplorable customer service. However, I am from Tucson, a big city, and am staying with family in Nogales, a small town.
We needed to go in for a few things (being Spring Time, we have been planting like crazy!), and we have found almost everything we have wanted, but the thing that surprises me the most is how NICE all of the employees are. Nearly everyone who walked by said hello, or do you need help, or good afternoon.
Maybe it’s just me, but in Tucson, Home Depot employees seem to shrink at the sight of a customer, running, frantically to the break room passed customers to avoid seeing them or helping them (I am speaking generally, of course. There was that one, single time in my life someone was nice to me there), but here people went out of their way to be kind and helpful.
I think I am just in shock. But I have gone to the Nogales Home Depot several times now and each time has been the same.

*sigh*
Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t entirely enjoy having to spend my day off fixin’ up the house and all. Even less than that, though… having to search out customer service in a conglomerate hardware store so they can help me get the supplies neccessary to do the odd jobs around my house… on my day off.
So, thank you, Home Depot, for providing me with that. Thank you for having enough cashiers on hand to tell me not to let my daughter ride on the hand cart (hell, you even had an annoucement about it over the loudspeaker!) but only one or two people helping out the customers with the heavy lifting, the cutting of wood… I had to wait twenty minutes for someone to lift the roof shingles onto my cart (they were stored fifteen feet off the ground without a ladder in sight…).