So as I'm standing in front of the ammo display, an associate walks past me without even acknowledging me. Okay I think. So I turn to get him and he freaking disappears in to thin air. So I go back and wait a few minutes. Nothing. So i go on up to the car center and have someone page someone to sporting goods. They page. Okay sweet I think to myself as I'm walking back. I wait there another five minutes. Then another five minutes. So I go back and have them page again. I walk back, and wait another 5 freaking full minutes before someone finally shows up. A little punk kid talking to his other punk kid coworker walks up and asks what I need and so I tell him. He then asks for my I.D. and tells me hes got it and tells me to head on up to the counter. I get to the counter, hes still got the box in his hand, rings it up before I even get a chance to look at the box. The total comes up to what it should be so I think alright everything should be good. I get to my house and take it out of the box, and what do I see? Instead of getting the 100rd Winchester Value Pack, I get the 50rd JHP. Awesome.