Today I was reminded why I don't often shop at Harbor Freight:
I went to HF to buy one of those little 30 inch belt sanders but
they didn't have any on display, despite them being listed in the catalog.
So, I asked one of the clerks about it, but he couldn't be bothered by me as he was busy discussing a recent party with three young women.
After I explained what I was looking for to a second clerk, he turned (without
saying a word) and walked away. I didn't know if he was going to search for
the sander or was just leaving.. After waiting about five minutes I found him
talking to another clerk. I think they were talking about where the sander might be found. I don't know, but neither one seemed to be in any great hurry to find it for me. I approached him and he started treating me like a new customrer, till he finally remembered I was the belt sander guy. I told him to forget it.
I went to the checkout (only one checkout on a busy Friday afternoon) and
after waiting while the checkout clerk did her second price check I just said screw it and left. Honestly, where do they find these people?
Through it all, someone was constantly shouting into the PA system which was turned up so loud it could have damaged our ears.
I have some Harbor Freight tools in my shop which I bought used and they're not too bad, but I'd rather pay higher prices somewhere else, than shop in an HF where the customers are treated as an interruption in an otherwise boring day.
Steve
I went to HF to buy one of those little 30 inch belt sanders but
they didn't have any on display, despite them being listed in the catalog.
So, I asked one of the clerks about it, but he couldn't be bothered by me as he was busy discussing a recent party with three young women.
After I explained what I was looking for to a second clerk, he turned (without
saying a word) and walked away. I didn't know if he was going to search for
the sander or was just leaving.. After waiting about five minutes I found him
talking to another clerk. I think they were talking about where the sander might be found. I don't know, but neither one seemed to be in any great hurry to find it for me. I approached him and he started treating me like a new customrer, till he finally remembered I was the belt sander guy. I told him to forget it.
I went to the checkout (only one checkout on a busy Friday afternoon) and
after waiting while the checkout clerk did her second price check I just said screw it and left. Honestly, where do they find these people?
Through it all, someone was constantly shouting into the PA system which was turned up so loud it could have damaged our ears.
I have some Harbor Freight tools in my shop which I bought used and they're not too bad, but I'd rather pay higher prices somewhere else, than shop in an HF where the customers are treated as an interruption in an otherwise boring day.
Steve

LCHIEN
Loring in Katy, TX USA

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