Wandered in day after Xmas after reading the copious signs posted on their doors. One read that they were closing at 12p due to short staff- I noted this at my arrival at 11:25 and planned to do a quick lap just to see what they had.

As soon as I walked in, there was (1) other patron checking out. I wasn’t greeted, but instead was met with a hacking, nasty older lady who looked directly at me and said, “We’re CLOSING. OR, I guess I WASSS going to close” while continuing to hack her lungs up and stare at me. “I’m SICK.”

Totally understand being sick, maybe don’t come into work? Or, choose a different way to say it than the way you decided to? The tone and general feeling was super hostile from her. V. Strange. The front desk/clerk seemed sympathetic, which I understand, but it was just really off putting to be there 40 minutes prior to the posted sign for closure and be rushed out. Lame.

TLDR- super passive aggressive/weird energy. No excuse for customer service even if you are sick.

Possibly the **best organized** thrift store I’ve ever been in!! Even the electronic cables are hung with care. Bed and bath linens, baby/toddler clothes, scrap materials and notions, potholders, etc all in labeled bins and drawers.

Fabulous finds — stereo equipment, backpacks, kitchenware, tripods, curtains, books, along with the usual used clothing (although the jeans will cost you at least $12 apiece — sales are on Saturdays).

Extensive glassware and jewelry sections. Friendly staff. Square checkout so credit and debit cards accepted (no checks — too much fraud).

Thrift shops are rather far outside my bailiwick and definitely nothing I would ever wax rhapsodic about but I’ll try to give an accurate account of their essential character here.

The store itself is rather dull and quite large, bordering on cavernous, but consistently well-stocked. Perhaps even more than most such stores they are obviously at the mercy of their donations and it wouldn’t be wise to form an opinion as to what you might find there on any given day. It is safe to say that it’s much more weighted towards home furnishings and second-hand garments than thrift stores which more closely approximate antique stores or pawn shops.

Prices are relatively fair but often capricious, and quite firm in my experience. No ambience to speak of in the form of music or staff interactions, just the soft hum of other shoppers’ conversations and the traffic on Pacific Coast Highway passing by. The staff is responsive when sought out but content to move at a slow pace overall that can be irritating occasionally.

Best moment: finding a gently used love seat there for $75 just before Christmas, at a moment a neighbor was in need of new furniture. Solid deal, thought also a solid backache having to wrestle it into my truck by myself.

Worst moment: Buying a used computer keyboard there which I quickly learned was DOA and hadn’t even been summarily plugged in to see if it lit up. No refund, had to settle for store credit.

Both of those occurrences were on the order of five years ago; your mileage may vary. Like so many other things in life, the old wisdom that low expectations = infrequent disappointment seems like the best advice.