Walgreens--what is the deal??

I mean it's like every time I go in there now, there is so much testosterone I can barely pick out a pack of gum without feeling self-conscious because the guys behind the counter have become so young and they laugh at things secretly together, then tell you "nice coat...nice sweater" like it's some big joke or something. I don't get it. What happened to the overdyed single moms? I was comfortable with that.