Goodwill Retail Store and Donation Center - St. Johns Bluff — Local services in Jacksonville

Alright, buckle up because I'm about to take you on a thrifty adventure, Clemson style! We're talking about Goodwill in Jacksonville, Florida, where the deals are as plentiful as Dabo Swinney's playbook and the finds are as surprising as a trick play on a fourth down.

Walking into Goodwill, you're greeted with more colors than a Florida sunset. The place is as organized as a quarterback's playbook, and let me tell you, the staff are friendlier than a tailgate party. They've got everything from A to Z, and if you're lucky, you might just find an old Clemson jersey to show your Tiger pride!

Now, I know what you're thinking, "Is shopping at Goodwill really a touchdown?" Well, let me put it this way: finding a deal here is easier than scoring against our rivals on home turf. I found a vintage leather jacket that made me look cooler than a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce. And the price? Let's just say it was less than a concession stand hot dog at halftime.

But it's not just about looking good, it's about feeling good too. Every purchase supports job training and education, so you're basically throwing a Hail Mary for the community every time you shop. It's like cheering for the Tigers – you just feel right doing it.

The kids' section is a treasure trove, too. I picked up a board game for family night that was missing one piece, but hey, improvising is part of the game, right? Just like when Dabo pulls out a surprise onside kick, you gotta be ready for anything.

And let's talk about the book selection – it's like the library of a retired philosophy professor who also happened to coach little league. Eclectic, educational, and entertaining, just like a post-game press conference with ol' Dabo himself.

In conclusion, Goodwill in Jacksonville is the MVP of thrift stores. It's a place where you can score big, save money, and support a great cause. So next time you're in town, drop by and tell 'em the corny dad who bleeds orange sent you. Go Tigers, and...

I went there often, last month is the last time I will ever go there again. I was there the snd cashier, who never wears her mask properly at all even when shes next to people (which is all anyone shoud reasonably expect all day), was talking to an obvious regular in front of me online. They were having a grand old time talking about how they didn't care if they cought covid and "if it was their time it was thier time." They really starting laughing it up when they were talking about how anyone still wearing masks looked so foolish etc. I stood there still obviously dumbfounded because when it was my turn she asked me if I was O.K. I told her no I'm not. I asked her why she thought any of that was all right? I asked her why she didn't care about people like me who have cancer or other health issues and actually want to be with their grandchildren. (I'm 54!) She tried to placate me, only because she was embarrased, but after her absolutely disgusting behavior I left crying. My daughter was so upset she called, which I didn't know until later. The manager (or at least she claimed to be, I now have reason to suspect it was another employee covering for her ) said she already knew about it and felt it was my fault. ???? I will never set foot in this store again. Not very wonderful expamples of Christians, since neither of them have any requard for others lives, unless they agree with them. I have to note here, the employees on floor are wonderful people and so is the male manager, it's sad they are stuck with two rotten apples. I can't imagine what every hour is like for them dealing with these two women. Also, this is the same cashier who overcharged my by $20.00 just a week before. I never said anything, I considered it a mistake she mde and donation, one that I can't aford. I now even wonder if it was...

Long story short.. My father took a bag of toys to donate and accidentally donated a tote full of my great grandmother's dishware. My mom realized it happened the following morning. My dad rushed back up to this location who told him that they didn't know where the tote was located. My mom came over and was crying hysterically and my dad felt horrible. I called Goodwill myself and spoke to a nice woman named Tiffany. I described the dishware and explained what happen. I told her how this was all my mom had of her great grandmother's. She spent time searching for the dishware and was able to recover 8 cups and 3 saucers. All the bowls and plates were gone. She told me she would put it behind the counter for me to pick up. I arrive at goodwill and explain everything to the cashier who said she had to get a manager.. Manager comes out and says "we're gonna have to wait for my manager before we can do anything. I can't let these leave out of here for free". At that point, I just said I will buy them as I did not want to leave them behind and they somehow get lost or sold.

I'm happy that Tiffany found what she could but completely dissatisfied of how it was handled when I came to pickup. Yes, it was my dad's fault but a little compassion...