If you go into Cost Plus and get the checker who bears a striking resemblance to Pat...Seriously, RUN THE OTHER WAY.
Pat: *dour expression, wordlessly starts running my stuff through the register.*
Pat:*holds up bracelet and sighs audibly* I need you to get me another one of these, this one has no price on it.
I come back with the bracelet. She's staring at the rest of my bagged purchases. She takes the bracelet from me and scans it, puts it into the bag.
Pat: Thirty three oh four.
I give her the money. She gives me a receipt.
NO RESPONSE. She doesn't look at me or even hand me my bags.
Me: (again)Thanks. *pause* YOU'RE WELCOME, Goodbye!
I finally grabbed my bags off the counter and left. What the hell? She didn't even ask for my zip code, and you know, the peeps at Cost Plus live for that.