I thought I would give H.D. another chance today, but, alas, they let me down again.
I have a broken collarbone. I needed to get out of the house and shop for some paint supplies and a new garden hose. After finishing shopping, I looked for an open check stand, only to be routed to the self check-out. And after being made to feel like a lazy ass, one of the H.D. people finally checked me out. Asking to speak with the manager, I was told he was at lunch. Great excuse.
Is it so damn hard to run a store with a regular checkout?





















































































