Weinstein Home Design Center

While I’m from Queens, much of my time is spent on Long Island. Regardless, the other day I had to get some keys made, and I happened to pass this Benjamin Moore store that had a sign on its door that said «Keys Made Here.» I went into what was a small store and looked around for someone to ask to make the keys. There was some chatter in the very back of the store so I proceeded to ask the gentlemen if they worked there, one said no, and the other shouted for a guy named «Wilson» after realizing I needed keys made. A well-​dressed woman suddenly appeared and told me Wilson took a lunch break (it was 11 in the morning), but then quickly said he was actually taking a «nap» in the basement. I politely asked if he could be woken up or if another employee, namely her, could make the keys for me. She chose the former, obviously not wanting to get her pearls caught in the machine.
When Wilson came upstairs, he looked disoriented and disheveled, but granted it’s a hardware store and I just needed the keys made. I gave the two keys to him and he spun the small rack around several times, and then simply told me he didnt have the keys in stock. As he was trying to ask the well-​dressed woman if they had keys in boxes in the basement, she rudely told him «Wilson, you will wait to speak to me!» She did not appear to be doing anything at the time, and so I just walked out.
Later that day I found a locksmith about a mile East on Old Country Road that was more helpful and had a wide selection of keys.