Target — Local services in Parkland

I decided not to buy approximately two hundred dollars of stuff while I was in front of a cash register at the West Boca Raton location. I called the Target Corporation at their Minnesota headquarters two times that day: once while I was still in the store and once immediately after I had went outside. Consequently: the head of security and store director contacted law enforcement to have me trespassed from the property for one year. As a result I have had to repeatedly contact law enforcement, the Target Corporate offices, and my bank - to reissue my debit card as well as mail two years of back paperwork to verify my whereabouts for law enforcement purposes. So. Yeah. It looks like Target can keep their stuff while I keep my money in my wallet. Also? The police report states that Mrs. Katrin Blumenfeld was trespassed at three other area Target locations. However: I am not a "Mrs."; I do not drive- which means that I had no way to repeatedly transport myself to Target locations which would result in my being banned from three different locations; as well as the fact that I have been primarily homebound since late 2017 after a bus crash that almost killed me. My advice. Do not let yourself become a target at Target. Update: I have contacted local law enforcement as well as Target Corporate repeatedly via phone and email. It would be one thing if law enforcement was not involved. However being that I had to deal with two armed uniformed Deputies wearing bulletproof vests: the fictional police report will stand until Target Corporate sends a letter via the United States Postal Service explaining the situation so that the police will change the report as I was told by the Sargent working in a supervisory capacity over the Deputies in question. I was also told that if the police report is full of lies- it is not the fault of the Deputy who wrote the report- but the Target employee(s) in question who came up with a...

Horrible customer service !! The manager on nights on 12/5/23 is rude and should not be a manager ! I believe his name is ovalues or Darius ! As I was shopping I noticed an item was on sale, after I struggled getting the drawer in my cart I went to self check out where the employee then tells me the item I grabbed was not on sale and I must of grabbed the wrong one. He advised me to go back and take a picture of what I saw was on sale so he could advise me which is the right one. I went back with the picture and he tells me which is the right one. I go back and again , have to lift this heavy items into the cart with no help as their is no employees to help because they are clearly short staffed, only for him to tell me for some reason it’s not scanning as the sale price. He looks at my phone and his system and says “yes it’s definitely misleading but I got you” and then enters the advertised sale price, and walks away. Before I paid , I noticed he forgot to remove the original item that was scanned and I didn’t need so I called him back so he could void it. As he did not have the power to void it , he calls his manager. As he is awaiting for his manager to come , I guess he panicked and took the sale price off the item he adjusted and says “I have to ask my manager first” . At this point the manager walks over and says no he can not do that and the most he can do is 20% off. I immediately informed him respectly of what happened and how I was already told I was getting the price and it was in the system and deleted as soon as he was called. He looks at me and says he does not care as he is the manager . This is the WORST customer experience that I have...

As an avid connoisseur of gastronomical delights, my eagerness was palpable as I ventured into the hallowed halls of "Target" lured by the enticing fragrances wafting from their culinary domain. Alas, my culinary aspirations were swiftly thwarted as I embarked on a most regrettable gustatory expedition.

While the ambience and hospitality were commendable, the tacos presented a deleterious spectacle. The once-promising morsels of meat were rendered into a lamentable state of overcooking, resulting in a desiccated and rubbery texture that was as palatable as cardboard. The liberal employment of sodium chloride was egregious, assaulting my taste buds with an unrelenting torrent of salinity, leaving me parched and craving respite.

Furthermore, the capricious employment of spices was nothing short of a culinary assault, as each bite was an inferno of sensory torment, with flavors obfuscated by a bewildering mélange of heat. The promised nuances of flavors were eclipsed by the overpowering pyrotechnics of capsaicin-induced distress, leaving me yearning for a reprieve from the culinary inferno.

Alas, my grievances were compounded by lackluster service, with inattentive staff who seemed nonchalant in the face of my plight. The protracted wait times for refills only served to exacerbate my dissatisfaction, leaving me bereft of respite from the culinary misadventure.

In sum, my sojourn at "Target" was a regrettable escapade, with overcooked, salty, and needlessly spicy tacos that left my palate in a state of anguish. The superfluity of salt and spice obfuscated any semblance of culinary finesse, and the lackadaisical service further marred...