Target — Local services in Shreveport

Oh, where do I even begin with my fresh experience at Target? From the moment I stepped through those fresh sliding doors, I was hit with a wave of pure, unadulterated freshness. The air in the store? Fresh as a spring breeze, like someone cracked open a can of mountain dew right in the vestibule. The floors were so fresh and shiny, I swear I could see my own fresh reflection grinning back at me, hyped to shop. I strolled through the fresh aisles, each one more fresh than the last. The produce section? Fresh doesn’t even do it justice—those apples were so fresh, I bet they were whispering “pick me” in their crisp, fresh little voices. The bakery had this fresh aroma of bread that was so fresh, it probably hadn’t even been baked yet—it was just vibing in some pre-baked fresh quantum state. Don’t get me started on the fresh scent of the cleaning aisle; it was like sniffing a fresh pine forest with a side of lemon zest. The employees? Fresh as heck. Every single one had this fresh aura, like they’d just clocked in from a fresh dimension where everyone’s always stoked to fold fresh graphic tees. One guy in the electronics section gave me the freshest rundown on air fryers, and I left feeling like I’d just been handed the fresh keys to culinary enlightenment. Even the self-checkout machines were fresh—beeping with this fresh enthusiasm, like they were thrilled to scan my fresh box of cereal. The fresh vibe didn’t stop at the products, either. The shelves were stocked with such fresh precision, it was like a fresh Tetris game designed by a fresh genius. I grabbed a fresh pack of socks, and they felt so fresh in my hands, I almost didn’t want to wear them—they deserved to stay in their fresh packaging forever. The fresh signage pointing me to the clearance rack? Fresh as a neon dream, guiding me to fresh deals I didn’t even know I needed. And let’s talk about the fresh music piped through the store. It was like a fresh playlist curated by a fresh DJ who knew exactly how to keep my fresh shopping energy at peak levels. I was bopping through the fresh home goods section, eyeing fresh throw pillows that screamed “buy me for your fresh couch.” Even the fresh shopping cart I pushed had these fresh wheels that glided so smoothly, it was like skating on a fresh cloud. By the time I left, my bags were bursting with fresh finds, my heart was full of fresh joy, and I was already planning my next fresh trip to Target. This store isn’t just a store—it’s a fresh lifestyle, a fresh utopia, a fresh paradise where every moment is fresher than the last. Keep it fresh, Target. You’ve got my fresh...

Came out of target was near the back of the parking center near my car. Was approached by a gentleman who offered me some homemade bread. As we all know times are tough we have to do what we have to do, so I gave him some bucks and he gave me some bread. This employee ( about 5' 7" , glasses, dirty blonde, a bit bigger but not exactly) who's not even in uniform, because she haven't clocked in yet, literally jumps inbetween us (almost hitting me) and starts screaming at the guy that he has to leave. She said " There is no soliciting on target property or any private company property owned, You must leave now!" First of all, Target as a company, yes is private, but the building outlet of the shopping plaza that they are renting is not. Secondly even if it was, target does not own that parking lot, it is a massive lot that literally stretches over a quarter mile with no divisions dividing it, all the way from a Sam's club to a place called the joint ( a ciopratic clinic). These type of things and plazas are paid/made by the city AKA us the taxpayers, therefore they are public spaces not private. Adding to this I had a similar situation happened at my job so I know what is legal and what is not. Long story short I work at the Louisiana boardwalk in bowser city and right outside our door, literally only feet away, was a fight and my boss told me that "I cannot interfere because it is outside our door. Just like how companies say that if someone steals something and they walk out/ make it to the door, you cannot run after them, because once they leave that door they are off our property." Target really needs to do better with their training because if it was anyone but me, that "Karen" and the situation SHE caused would of gotten a lot worse. (Jan. 27, 2022...

I used to love Target and did most of my grocery shopping there. Unfortunately, Target recently became a place to avoid like the plague if you have a dog hair allergy, a fear of dogs or just don't like the smell and sniffing behavior of dogs around you when you shop for groceries. Today (July 25 2021 between 3pm and 3:30pm) I encountered a group of about 10 young women each with a fake service mutt roaming the store. About 5 of the dogs were pit bulls, one German Shepard, one Golden Retriever and the rest some other large breed. A few weeks ago I saw two women on two different days with small dogs in the shopping cart, wearing fake service vests. One of them had a miniature dachshound and told me that this were her emotional support dog. I complained to an employee and she gave me a number to call and discuss the issue with the headquarter. I did call this number and it turned out, that the Target representative was under the false impression that emotional support dogs were service animals, and that the law would force Target to allow dogs with service vests in the store. It's so sad that some individuals use privileges that are in place for people with severe disabilities who depend on a real service dog.

Update July 2022: I didn't see dogs inside Target for a long time. They must have changed their policy. Now Target is one of my favorite grocery stores again! The only issue I have is the waiting time...