Destination XL

Two steps in the door confronted by a «used car salesman» who instantly started with the inane questions. As I was walking towards the pants I wanted to look at I told him I was looking for a pair of pants and he wanted to know what the occasion was. Huh? Every time I go into the store, which is (or used to be) monthly they are staffed with different people so I would feel safe in saying I probably know their inventory and its location better than they do. I am 62, been buying my own cloths since I got my drivers license and am fully capable of finding what I need and/​or asking for help if I need it. Greet me when I enter, welcome me to the store and then leave me alone until I ask for help.