For many years we like to stop at this Indian Store on the way to Lake Mead (from Vegas) to get cokes or fireworks, or buy cigs for the in-laws.
NO MORE. I give up. They have a couple cashiers now (pierced gargoyles with pure hatred dripping from their eye-sockets) that seem to go out of their way to let you know how much you are annoying them for shopping there.
The last time I was coming back late night from Utah, and we stopped in to buy fireworks for the kiddies to shoot off in the parking lot. The two slob females manning the cashier kept talking to each other while we stood there with our purchases. Finally I asked the "lady" with the pierced face and ghoulish make-up if the register was open. She gave me such a look of contempt. Then slowly sighed and, without a word. Started ringing up my bottle rockets and firecrackers. After the wordless transaction she went turned away. I asked her back-side if we could have matches for the fireworks. Boy, you'd of thought it was coming out of her paycheck or something. More sighs of contempt, just this insulting sneer. Like: "what the f. K, you mean you are still alive and in my sight?!"
I made a vow never to return, and I hope all who read this do same. Buy your fireworks anywhere but here.
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