Our Petsmart is actually pretty good, better than all of yours, at least. They always ask me about Ezra when I go in there, about how big he is, etc... Each of the employees works in one department, so if you ask the dog guy about reptiles, he'll be all "Uh... I dunno. Let me go find someone else," instead of making up an answer. Their beardies are always really active, and playful, and they have enough room. Not only that, but they chop up their food small enough and use tiny crickets.
I went to Pet Supermarket today to see if they had a hammock, and they had one beardie all by himself. His food was cut up well, and he had the adequate lighting, but he was on sand. I told the guy that they can't be on sand when they're that small because they'll die if they ingest it, and he went to talk to his boss. After that, he came out with some reptile carpet and changed it. I was really happy about that. The beardie was trying to get into the leopard gecko tank next to it, because there was a cricket in there that was roughly the size of his entire head. He kept looking at me with a "PLEEEEASE get it for me!" look on his face. It was rather precious.
Then I played with the ferrets, and they kept licking my face, and trying to jump on me when I put them back. I really love ferrets. I plan on getting one when I have my own place.
Unfortunately, before I went to these competent stores, I went to an independent pet store to pick up some crickets because my mom didn't want to drive to Petsmart (which is only about ten minutes away from this place). They had one bearded dragon, about three inches long, on dirty sand, with no vegetables, a cricket too big for it, and, in my opinion, most deplorably, no lights. I asked an employee why this was, and she said that it's okay because he had a heating pack. I didn't even know how to respond to that sort of idiocy. I asked her if I could hold him (to be honest, he wasn't moving, and I wanted to make sure he was still alive), and she claimed that he'd already been bought, so she was just going to leave him in there. I plan on going back there tomorrow and making sure he's with his new owner, and if not, I'm going to teach them how to actually take care of beardies. I honestly don't think he's going to survive that long. I was sick to my stomach leaving that place, and was dry retching on the sidewalk from the neglect of all their animals. Does anybody know a number I can call to report them? I don't know how they have a license, but it needs to be revoked now. I'd already purchased a dozen crickets when I saw this, so I ended up releasing them and going to Petsmart. At least something from that pet store has a chance to live.
Edit: I started feeling really ill thinking about this again, and Ezra, who was sitting a foot away from me, ran over to me, crawled up to my neck, and licked my face. Animals are so wonderful, especially when they know you're upset.