Keep hitting the “HELP” buttons installed in every department.
After 6 or 7 “Customer Assistance Please....!!!” alerts bellowing over the store speakers in rapid succession, *someone* will come, if only to tell you to knock it off....;D
I've never had so much fun as raising my three boys.
Often, when they were very young, they would accompany me to some store that ignored my patronage. They were well behaved, and keenly attuned to the language of my subtle looks & gestures.
Once ignored for too long, all I need do was glance at them, and they would immediatly turn screaming hellions going three different directions across the store.
It never..never failed. I instantly had five people anxious to satisfy any/all of my shopping needs. God, I miss those days.