Remember them? Big buildings with items for sale? No need for shipping rates or clicking?

Post your experiences in these 19th century has-beens. Funny, sad, confusing, frustrating; whatever. Maybe some of you work in them, or used to.

Today, in Target, I put all the Saesee Tiin pegwarmers in front of the other SW figs. Hee hee! Ahem.

There is a Barnes & Noble that has a clerk that scares me. To be honest, I don't know why anymore. If I see that person behind the counter, I "look for" other items until I think I might get another cashier later.