Oh my god fuck the credit card hounds, they just keep creeping that fucking desk closer and closer to the entrance, now it’s literally next to the gate with a plexiglass in front of them.

They used to send me into panic attacks, and I’ve gotten into verbal altercations with them in the past because they’re selling predatory financial services to vulnerable people with no financial literacy, now I just recite “no thanks, I’m just here to shop” if I can’t ignore them and it seems to work, but fucking hell, that alone made me switch from Canadian Tire to Rona for most of my needs.