The goods, plus or minus, apparently satisfy the taste of the alkoproletarian biomass inhabiting the district. The problem with the staff is that there are extremely problematic women who give you condescending treatment out of the blue: I asked about the price tag on the product - in response, Madame asked if the scanner was working - my answer that it was not working was met with a contemptuous, incredulous smile. Further communication with the glorious legacy of the Soviet trade continued in the same vein. I'm thinking about how to punish - except for not carrying money into this network, I'm not very good with ideas yet, but I generally get creative when my balls are trampled on like that. My wife says that the cashiers in this establishment lick the liquor cabinet in a luscious way - they are apparently afraid to get on the scoreboard.
A pretty good store in terms of goods, you can often find good vegetables (I recently noticed a sweet potato at an affordable price). The only thing that upsets is missing or a small amount of low-fat milk. There are self-service cash desks, as well as an ATM.
It's a good store, you can go shopping on the way home from work. Positive: a good assortment for this format, the availability of self-service cash desks. Cons: it is very crowded, it is difficult to miss other customers, automatic doors almost never work.