Thursday, October 15, 2009

Big Box Bang Theory

I’m going to name company names now…

Three years ago Wal-Mart decided, like they do in most communities they have a store, to change their regular low-grade retail store into a super center. Well, that’s really not true, that’s only true with the casual observer who’s ignorant to history. Wal-Mart wanted to up grade to their hypermart for quite sometime at that point because they were and are desperate to crush the competition around them. Finally they jump through the hoops the township laid out for them and were able to build their new store right next door to their competition that’s up here, Meijer, a store that’s been doing the hypermart thing since Wal-Mart opened their first store and doing the grocery business since Sam Walton was still in his diapers. Gee, we aren’t trying to be obvious, are we? A Costco was supposed to go in that lot, I was so pissed about that day.

I have delivered to Wal-Mart Distribution Centers, Sam’s Club Distribution Centers, and a few of their stores, not to mention shopped in them, begrudgingly, and there is a serious trend of apathy and self entitlement with this chain. Previously to Sam Walton’s death, I had no problem with Wal-Mart, rather, it was a pleasant experience to walk in there and shop. The employees and management were eager to help you and the stores were had a great variety of items and were well kept, a lot like a Meijer, whereas K-Mart just fell of the fucking table and hasn’t really got back up. Now Wal-Mart is the same way in most places, especially where they exist will little to no competition, with shelves of disarrayed mess and dirty floors and restrooms, to staff who barely go through the motions and make you stand in place for two hours when you have a one minute question about an item. And, no, that wasn’t during Christmas, that incident was in the summer during the down season. During this quest of world domination their own money hungry success is fucking them up the ass. Personally I’d give the corporation a dry enema, but then again, that’s my answer for anything I think needs a readjustment, something that won’t kill you but will get your attention, it will be painful for a while so you can think it over, and is embarrassing at the same time; compressed hot air where the sun don’t shine.

Now I’m not really rooting for them. On the contrary, I would love to see this corporation crash and burn and eventually, it will, or at least shrink back to mostly south of the Mason-Dixon line or most places will have variety again instead of me driving through the landscape seeing Wal-Mart’s litter the American and Canadian landscape. I don’t know what was done differently before old man Walton passed away, but there has been a strong sense that something has and you need to go back to it. Otherwise I will spurn Wal-Mart as if I would spurn a rabid dog.
H.R. Green, 15th of October, 2009, 11:13 a.m Burtchville, MI

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