Oh God. ASDA. You wade through the car park (shock horror, I walk there, and there is next to no pedestrian access, so it's all walking on the sides of sliproads etc with a DC ) Dodge all the cars and trolley-wielding loonies through the car park which is half a mile long. Finally get the the entrance and make a face at all the people complaining about the eons of M&B spaces being full of white vans and convertables. Pass the in-store McDonalds in the foyer, now there's a cynical marketing ploy if ever I saw one....finally get into the store. It is several miles around it. Everything will be, without fail, in a totally different place to where it was the last time you were there. The shelves are practically empty, especially of fresh fruit and veg, but the REDUCED shelf is packed - well, with people, you can't actually see if there are any bargains due to the Wembley-style crowd surrounding the out-of-date ham. My ASDA is a two-floor thing with travelators in between floors. There is always something you need from downstairs on an average shop - toothpaste, shampoo, nappies, etc, and they make you walk past the entire of ASDA home, DVD and game sections to reach them. More mileage. It takes approximately ten minutes to cross the store and change floors, and they put the only toilets downstairs on the far side. Meaning that when you are happily browsing the wine aisle and newly-potty trained DC announces their need for the toilet, it is a literal trolley-dash, this time they make you go through the entire George section before your DC wets themselves within sight of the porcelain god.
You pop into the cafe to realise that the fact it is in the middle of a hypermarket means nothing with regard to its stock levels. The food served has zero resemblance to anything on the 'menu', and nine times out of ten even if they have the soggy-bottomed, burnt-topped pie they promised, they have not a single type of vegetable to go with it. It comes with chips, and that's your lot.
They queues through the day hit the back of the store - I waited 45 minutes to pay, once - the staff couldn't care less. I've seen nose-picking in between scanning items, been refused a key to the disabled toilet which is upstairs for my very elderly grandmother who walks with two sticks, and had precious photos go missing in their photo lab. They installed a 'butchers' stall and when questioned the 'butchers' staffing it could not identify which part of which animal most of the things they were selling came from.
They are Walmart, their offers suck, and most of all - MOST of all...the worst thing about ASDA is that when you get your food home you actually have to eat it. The quality is really, really appalling and I threw out more than I ever ate from there.
In case you haven't guessed, YANBU. And I no longer go to ASDA - ever, despite it being my most local supermarket.