text: Ahhhhh Ghetto Fry's.  This is where I used to buy sandwiches with change when I was super broke using the self-checkout kiosks.  \n\nJust recently, I had a bunch of change to redeem and I thought of places to hit up a Coinstar.  \"Ghetto Fry's,\" I decided.\n\nThis place is very, very strange.  I remember walking in one time and everyone looked scared.  I don't know how to explain it, but everyone sort of stopped what they were doing and looked at me with these blank expressions and I wondered to myself what was going on.  Was the place getting robbed or something?  Suddenly, someone screamed and someone else yelled out, \"There it is!\"  That's when I saw a manager chasing a bird with a broom.  The bird had knocked some shit off of some shelfs and caused quite a commotion.\n\nIf I had a nickel for every time I came into this Fry's location either drunk, stoned or both, I'd have enough money to buy myself and three of my closest friends Flinstone's Push-Pops.\n\nThe cashiers and the managers are all nice, but rest assured, if you shop here, you will encounter mutants.  And I do mean mutants.  The store itself is actually sort of depressing.  There are definitely normal people who shop here, like college kids and stuff but it seems like the place sort of wallows in its own self-pity.  If you shop here enough times, you WILL see someone in a motorized wheelchair absolutely furious with a cashier that they cannot buy alcohol with an EBT card.\n\nIt does the job, though.  If you live around here, their produce is fresh, they have good prices and you can get in and out relatively quickly because it's laid out pretty nicely.