Specifically, the wine aisle and the wine manager (or assistant manager) and the wine rep. I was trying to view the wines. These assholes were standing in the middle of the aisle totally engrossed in their inventory. I actually turned to face them and they ignored me and did not bother to move.
I did an about face and did not even contemplate buying wine from them. Instead I dropped some bucks at J. Emerson.
Too bad, Libbie Market.