Ahhh! A Walmart Thread. Good, because I'm just in the mood for a rant!
I know there is much diversity in the workplace in company the size of Waltards, but for the sake of brevity I can narrow down Wally World employees to three basic worker categories:
1. Mothers/Retirees looking for a bit of extra income/something to do.
2. Displaced workers/College kids just passing through waiting for a job to open in their field.
3. Morons.
I've dealt with the first two the way you pretty much expect in the marketplace: Find an item, bring it to counter and purchase it. Exchange pleasantries as the mood befits you, and out the door you go. But I'm not here to talk about them. I'm here to talk about category number 3. Now you can mix and match any of the 3 categories above as you like, but if number 3 is in the mix, it will be the most prominent characteristic no mater how you slice it.
Sure, sometimes "number threes" get to be shift manager, night manager or even store manager, but that does not remove them from the third category. Nope. It just emboldens them. It should be stressed that just because they have the ability to shuck past stocking tampons in aisle 7 to become some kind of manager does not remove them from category number 3. Regardless of where they land on the Walmart Employee Hierarchy, These people are dumb enough to believe every myth about firearms and ammunition that passes through their ears, yet still haven't figured out that somehow these facts might be flawed, as it is still perfectly legal to purchase all these icky guns and ammo (along with the publication of the same name). Maybe I shouldn't call them dumb, but these people would stop pissing if store policy stated that bladders didn't exist. Now, I fully expect them to do their job by locking up the ammo and checking my ID when I purchase it. That's fine. I don't believe in punishing the messenger for corporate policy. But to think they are entitled to give me their opinion on my purchases, or ask me if I'm going to be on some cops & robbers-type TV show is pretty God damned annoying. Does this assistant manager's question mentioned in the OP really think someone's going to be answer with, "Yeah! Boy am I pissed off at my boss. I'm going to unload every one of these into his ass."
It's bad enough that there seems to be only one friggin key to the ammo cabinet in the entire store, and the holder of said key is never anywhere to be found. I shouldn't have be scolded when purchasing my three box limit. I know, Miss "48 Hours", you don't think much of me for actually owning firearms and purchasing ammo, I get that. Well, it's pretty even because I don't think much of you for being an ignorant toad with your finger two knuckles deep in your nose as you stand in judgment of me for exercising my Second Amendment rights. But I pretty much keep my social opinions to myself when making a business transaction with a complete stranger giving business to the company that writes my paychecks.
Seriously, I have to know, do they snicker and laugh when someone comes up to counter with a giant box of Magnum condoms? "Aw, come on buddy, you're bulge ain't that big. Why don't you put those back and get the smaller pack, Pee-Wee." How about the fat guy who cruises through the check out with a cart full of cupcakes, frozen foods, and soda. Do they offer their opinion on health and diet? Perhaps these people should pay more attention to their job rather than ask stupid questions as to what law abiding citizens are going to do with their purchases. Furthermore, maybe store policy should be updated to state that harassing customers with ridiculous questions or offering opinions on their purchases is a fireable offense. Here's a piece of advice even a moron can follow: Smile politely to the customer and say, "Thank you for shopping at Walmart. Come again." Or maybe actually impose that no bladder policy I mentioned earlier and let me watch them try not to piss themselves as I purchase 300 rounds of .40 cal. Winchesters.
Oh, how I wish it were painful to be stupid.