Oh how I hate thee. It isn't all HEB's fault per se. Admittedly, I do have issues with grocery shopping ... why is it that people think it's ""OK"" - or better yet, at this location ""desirable"", to be rude in a grocery store? People do not say excuse me, even when they literally run into your cart or you, apparently eye contact is against the rules, and people here seem to think they are the only one in the store as they talk on their cell phone, with their cart in the middle of the aisle. Or, when they don't talk on their cell phone, with their cart in the middle of the aisle. I believe my most memorable encounter was with the freaky hippie (I like hippies - just not this one) in the organic section. The area is much smaller in aisle size than the already 2.25' wide aisles in the rest of the store - well, apparently going down the same aisle as this guy in that section, more than once, put him over the edge as he forcefully threw his cans of whatever in his cart, mumbled under his breath, and blasted off into the rest of the store like he had explosive d i a r r h e a. People here are trip/ing, hard, and I can't figure out why. Take Earl, the fish f/cker at the fish counter, you can find him on any given day providing you with his lovely presence of disgruntled-ness. He is guaranteed sunshine on a cracker. He has no problem letting you know he is doing you a huge favor - and is pis/ed the hell off about it. This is only after he ignores you at the counter, while he plays hide and seek in the crabs and saran wrap for a minimum of 5 minutes first. \r
So after you have survived getting your groceries in here, you are ready to be ran over in the parking lot on your way out.