I needed to put gas in my car today, and the gas station I go to is conveniently only a few seconds away from Wally World. So, I figured I'd stop in and see how the bettas were doing after I complained 4 or 5 times last week, and ended up taking one of them home with me on Thursday out of fear that he would die (Percy ).
Well, I made my way to the fish section only to find the same two little girls sitting in the same water I complained about last week :redmad: I know it's the same water, because there were patches of filth on the bottom of the cup last week that were even thicker and darker today. Some of the fish had been purchased, and the males were in dirty water also, but not quite ~as~ dirty.
5 times! 5 times I complained, nicely :frustrated:
Today, I was so upset, I took that disgusting little cup and went out to the garden department to ask for a manager. I was shaking like a leaf and close to tears (so much for composure and professionalism on my part :shake. The 3 women that I talked to there rolled their eyes at me, and told me the pet department woman had gone to lunch. :squint: I suggested that they call someone else for me to speak to.
They paged a lady who decided to tell me to "hold on a minute" because she wanted to show someone to the vitamin section. Once she found the time to come back and help me, I told her how I'd complained about these same fish 5 times already, and written to corporate about it. She didn't say one word to me the entire time. She cleaned the 2 cups holding the females, while I stood there and watched her, and then walked away with out a word. I even thanked her for her time :roll:
I would like to think that I have enough basic intelligence to explain an issue without crying and shaking like I'm withdrawing from narcotics. Apparently, not. I was thrilled to discover a survey on the top of my receipt - I needed thermometers for the boys, and they're so much cheaper there (bad, I know) - and I will sure be telling them all about my "shopping experience".
I'm super close to going back for that little girl :-( No one wants to buy her because she's tiny and almost colorless (she's cute; she's pink with little red fins - I think). The other girl has been reduced to sitting at the bottom of the cup not moving; I thought she was dead.
Here's a little Kodak moment from last week -
Today, those filth splotches on the bottom of the cup were huge and almost black.
:BIGweepy:
Well, I made my way to the fish section only to find the same two little girls sitting in the same water I complained about last week :redmad: I know it's the same water, because there were patches of filth on the bottom of the cup last week that were even thicker and darker today. Some of the fish had been purchased, and the males were in dirty water also, but not quite ~as~ dirty.
5 times! 5 times I complained, nicely :frustrated:
Today, I was so upset, I took that disgusting little cup and went out to the garden department to ask for a manager. I was shaking like a leaf and close to tears (so much for composure and professionalism on my part :shake. The 3 women that I talked to there rolled their eyes at me, and told me the pet department woman had gone to lunch. :squint: I suggested that they call someone else for me to speak to.
They paged a lady who decided to tell me to "hold on a minute" because she wanted to show someone to the vitamin section. Once she found the time to come back and help me, I told her how I'd complained about these same fish 5 times already, and written to corporate about it. She didn't say one word to me the entire time. She cleaned the 2 cups holding the females, while I stood there and watched her, and then walked away with out a word. I even thanked her for her time :roll:
I would like to think that I have enough basic intelligence to explain an issue without crying and shaking like I'm withdrawing from narcotics. Apparently, not. I was thrilled to discover a survey on the top of my receipt - I needed thermometers for the boys, and they're so much cheaper there (bad, I know) - and I will sure be telling them all about my "shopping experience".
I'm super close to going back for that little girl :-( No one wants to buy her because she's tiny and almost colorless (she's cute; she's pink with little red fins - I think). The other girl has been reduced to sitting at the bottom of the cup not moving; I thought she was dead.
Here's a little Kodak moment from last week -
Today, those filth splotches on the bottom of the cup were huge and almost black.
:BIGweepy: