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No frills depending on where you go, they could be assholes. The one near my house in Toronto used to be bad. Like they wouldn't help me at all. Go and get a friend if you need help, is what they would say. I don't know how they lightened up, but a few months ago they were willing to help me. Just grab stuff for me, I'll wait at the counter, I'll tell you the things I need, grab it for me, grab me the half ham, grab me a block of cheddar cheese, get me, like it was things like that, right? Where I would rime it off, you know, get me some Kips Ahoy cookies, you know, things like that. At that time I bought a roll of toilet paper, lighters, so things like that. And I just tell them, the one here close to Main Street in Vancouver, they won't help me. So see, some of them will, some of them won't. And then it's like, see you later then. I won't shop here. You too. So that's kind of how to go with that one. And then there's another grocery store that's really nice, and I go to that one. And yeah, they'll grab stuff for me when I stand at the counter. Because I'm not hunting through floor after floor after floor to get the hams and to get the bacon and, you know, the hot dogs and things like that. So that, that's how that goes, depends where you go. And la-blah, same thing. Some of them they're assholes, others they're not.