AV
Andrew Vigil
May 3, 2026
Walked in at 7:58 on a Sunday—I get it, trust me, I get it. I would want to go home too. Lowe’s closes at 8.
I walk in with my brother, and I’m already getting stared down as I’m walking in. Not one person says, “Hey, how are you? What can I help you find?”—which would be the obvious thing to do if you’re trying to clear the store at closing time.
I came in looking for a microwave that was on sale. It said online there were five more available for pickup. I’ll put the screenshots below.
I press the button, sit there, and wait. Eventually, someone comes over and asks if I need help. I tell them yes. They try to call someone else, but they aren’t available, so they come over to see what I needed. They see the microwave and ask if I’m wanting the one on sale. I say yes, and they go to scan it, and it says there was only one left—and that it’s the display. I say, “Okay, that’s fine. I can grab this one if that’s possible—that would be cool.”
They then say the display doesn’t have the wiring, which I understood—no problem.
By this time, another associate walks up and just says the same thing, confirming what the first person said—that we’d have to order it.
Okay, that’s fine. No thanks, I’ll just order it from home—no problem. That stuff is easy. I say I must’ve just seen it wrong online.
So, I’m walking out with my brother, and as we head toward the exit, I guess we’re going to the wrong door because the cashier calls out, “Other door!”
We all get to the door—me, my brother, and that second associate. The cashier comes up to the door and says, “Yeah, it’s after hours here at Lowe’s. If y’all were to stay any longer, we’re gonna have to put one of these vests on y’all and have you work.”
Funny, right?
My brother then says, “Well, that sounds great, because I really do need a job right now.” And he does.
No response. No laughter. Nothing