Hell, even Target creeps me out, but luckily my wife is always with me in there.
There’s a couple three things I have to get at Target sometimes and I have a set path through the store to fetch them.
Never the large wide open aisles.
Kinda like shortcuts through the cluttered kids clothes and such where I can be invisible on my way.
Same with the rare trips to Walmart.
Hillbilly thing.
Like a critter scurrying in the underbrush, unnoticed.