The Punjabi guy in his late 40s or early 50s was working the register in slow f***ing motion. Hey a**hole, put down your goddamn cellphone for a minute and pay attention to the customers in front of you! When it was finally my turn, he spent a few seconds giving my Snickers ice cream bar a confused stare. I figured by the time the staring contest was over, I’d have to put the melted bar back in the freezer and grab another one, but finally he snapped out of his trance and charged me $ 2 even for it. With Safeway around the corner, another liquor store across the street, and Bevmo a few blocks away, there’s no reason for me to come back to this sh**hole again.