You guys are obviously over dressed for this store.
If you wore ripped, torn clothing with paint and grease stains on them, if you hadn't shaved or showered in a few days they would ignore you.
Trust me on this.
Oh no, not at the old Milford West Marine. This is one of my "favorite experiences" there.
I think it was summer of '10 and I was doing something on Argyle (always doing 'something'). It was a hot day and my wife was with me so it was somewhat of a big project where needed a second hand available. At some point, in the middle of the project, it turned out that I needed something that I absolutely didn't have on board. By the time I get to this point I'm already in a pretty foul mood. First, I didn't plan well enough so I'm mad at myself. Second, I'm forced to look for things in the boat, again calling up my planning as well as my organizational skills. My boat is on a floating dock (like a mooring) in the middle of a river, so I have to row to shore, drive the 5 or so miles to the West Marine.
At this point I'm steaming, mostly at myself, admittedly, but I'm also hot, sweaty, probably covered in fiberglass dust, grease, maybe some sealant in my hair like I'm 'Something About Mary'. Definitely not the high-class yachtsman walking in to buy a new set of top-siders. I'm walking in with a scowl on my face and with a purpose. To buy this damned part and get back to the damned boat and get this job done so we can have some fun dammit!!
Well this was the day that I got three people enthusiastically welcoming me to West Marine within the first 10 seconds of my walking in.
First person; "HEY THERE, WELCOME TO WEST MARINE, WE HAVE SOME GREAT SALES TODAY ON ...."
Me; OK thanks.
Second Person; "WELCOME TO WEST MARINE, CAN I HELP YOU FIND ANYTHING?"
Me; No thanks, I'm good.
Third person; "WELCOME TO WEST MARINE, WHAT CAN I HELP YOU FIND TODAY"
Me; Jesus no! Just let me by my ******* bolt!!! (or whatever it was)
They left me alone after that, for that day anyway. Bought my part and on the way out my wife was kind of giving me a smirk. "You know you just became 'that guy' don't you."
"Yeah, I know"