how i went from loving to hating Lowe's home improvement warehouse in under 3 minutes

Yesterday D. and I went to buy a grill. We had seen one at Home Depot that was a possibility and so we decided to go inspect the selection at Lowe's after seeing one on their website that looked promising. We won't get into how we missed the turn because we were peering at a Shoe Warehouse and then drove another 15 miles past the Lowe's before realizing (as we drove past subdivision after subdivision that all looked the same) we definitely should have been there by now. We started to realize our mistake as soon as we got back to the Lowe's parking lot. Saturday afternoon in the suburbs is prime shopping time, and this plaza had not only a Lowe's, but also: a Walmart, a Target, a TJ Maxx, a Home Goods, and the aforementioned Shoe Warehouse. Basically it was an everything-you-could-want shopping heaven for the inhabitants of the suburbs and SUPER crowded. Undeterred, we said 'let's just go have a quick look', so we parked and approached the entrance. Right by the entrance was one of those huge radio station promotional event trucks, so we walked behind it in what looked like the shortest line between where we were and the door. Right as we were coming out from behind it, about 10 steps from the door, we heard a noise that sounded like an explosion - about 2 feet away. We both jumped sideways in horror and scurried away from the truck; at which point we saw the source of the hideous noise - a nascar car. Parked no more than 10 feet from the Lowe's entrance. And having its engine revved at top volume by some asshole. I'm going to assume you've never heard the noise a nascar car makes from a distance of approximately 4 feet, but it is deafening and explosive and I'm 99% certain it caused some sort of hearing damage. D. and I were pissed, people. Our nice relaxing grill shopping afternoon was interrupted by a bunch of asshole rednecks and their stupid earsplitting nascar bullshit. I maybe could have understood if they'd put it at the other end of the parking lot and people could park near or far as they desired, but to put it 10 feet from the entrance to the store so everyone was subjected to it whether they liked it or not was ridiculous. I'd like to say we left then and there, but we really wanted a grill, so we went inside to look. We were both in a rotten mood by that point, so we walked around muttering about how we hate asshole rednecks, nascar, and Lowe's, and pointing out how shitty all the grills were. I suspect we could have seen a grill blessed by the almighty hand of god and we still would have called it a piece of shit. Needless to say, we did not buy a grill then, nor will we be buying a grill from Lowe's. And I strongly suspect we will never go back to a Lowe's. Home Depot has all my love from here on out. The afternoon was somewhat redeemed by lunch at Pizzeria Uno and the successful acquisition of new running shoes for both me and D. from the repeatedly mentioned Shoe Warehouse, but we've learned our lesson. Avoid shopping in the suburbs on the weekend at any cost.