Walgreens

This Walgreens is fantastic! It seems the like the latest and greatest of Walgreens store layouts. It’s surely the nicest one I’ve ever been to. I went here on Christmas Eve and was in and out in no time. I even visited the pharmacy and photo station. There was a mix up with my photos (not a big deal to me) and the manager comped the cost of the mistake. I didn’t have to ask or did I even expect it.

Covington Walgreens is the worst. A minimum of 8 people in line each time I come in. Last time for me!

These 5 stars are for the man from the photo department in this Walgreens store. I hardly looked at the rest of the store, it looked like any other Walgreens, which I would typically give a 3 star. It’s just ok.
So why 5 stars? I needed an ID picture for my 6 week old baby. And I tried Walmart (their picture service closed…), we searched for a photographer in Kenwood mall (nothing, and the «fun» photo boot with automatic countdown didn’t work for a squirmy baby — although the pictures are funny :)), we went to jcpenney portrait studio: they don’t do ID pics for babies because they very often get refused…
So… first of all I was thankful that this guy in Walgreens even wanted to try. But then he also turned out to be kind of excited about it and he just kept trying to take pictures (which, turned out, wasn’t easy with a sleeping baby that I had to keep up in front of a white sheet to get the picture taken).
It worked in the end, but only thanks to the patience and optimism of this nice man, working in the Walgreens photo department in Covington. Thank you.

This is the most gangster Walgreens. Really entertaining. You can get a rx filled and get a hooker in the same place.

I give this Walgreens a three star simply because the service is better than the Walgreens in Newport.

I don’t know if it’s the fact that this store smells like a nursing home (urine? Industrial cleaner for said urine?) or that the staff are directly related to cromagnons, but I try to avoid it at all costs. Unfortunately, I ran out of time today on my lunch hour and needed to get sympathy cards so I broke down and went to Walgreens, instead of the Hallmark store in Newport. The cards are fine. Even the Sour Patch kids I bought are «ok» but I wanted to peruse the candy selection more, but couldn’t because of the horrible smell of the store. When I went to pay for my items, and set them down on the scanner it was covered in… something wet, and the clerk just grunted, wiped it off and put my cards in a bag.

I went to this Walgreens on ⁵⁄₂₈ (Remember that date). There are better Walgreens (Walgreenses? Walgreenuses?) elsewhere. Honestly, there’s a better one 1.6 miles away in Newport. Also, CVS is the acronymed replica of Walgreens. If you’re loyal to one or the other, I question your entire being.
This place is sketchy. Not in the «I’m going to get shanked» manner, but in the «Wow, who the hell are these people?» manner. I felt like I was at a McPoyle family reunion (It’s Always Sunny, check it) the entire time I was in the store.
All I stopped in for was a gallon of milk. After shimmying my way past a couple Hoverounds and a man on the edge of death, I got to the dairy case, and the slim pickings it housed. Of these slim pickings, several gallons of milk had a «best used by» date of ⁵⁄₂₅ and ⁵⁄₂₆. Did I mention it was ⁵⁄₂₈?
I mentioned it to the cashier on the way out. I sure hope that lady with the cataracts wasn’t shopping for milk.

I walked here, over a mile, up hill, in the snow.
No seriously, I really did this. It was last January, and I was visiting some friends who attend NKU. We had all recently gotten tattoo’s at Mother’s and being that I had no idea I would be getting one as well, did not come well prepared with tattoo after care.
So I walked, in the snow, while everyone was in class, and I froze my little tush off. I’m a California girl, I have no such thing as they call, «winter clothing».
Anyway, after taking a million wrong turns, and asking the one person I see along the way for directions, (who turns out to be a biaaatch) I finally find this little Walgreens, on the corner of Madison Ave. Go figure.
The store is clean, and the aisles are well stocked. The prices were good, and a tons lower than what I am used to back home. The cashier was really funny, but let’s just not say why. They handled my tattoo and boredom needs, killed an hour or two, just in time for a phone call that got my ass picked up and driven back to the house WHEW!