I caved.

[brak666]

I bought Nick's CD. I wasn't going to, but I did. Mostly to spite Justin because he's been pissing me off lately, but it turns out I actually like it. Karen is ditching work to go to NYC for his signing and she has permission to tell him that. The clerk made fun of me.

Brak-hands clerk album

Clerk-laughs

Brak-scowls

Clerk-Didn't I see you in here yesterday?

Brak-Probably

Clerk-You were with your wife or girfriend?
I was there yesterday with Karen. His implication of course being that I was buying it for her.

Brak-Roommate. But she already has hers.

Clerk-I see. laughs again

Brak-scowls

Clerk-hands Brak CD Have a nice day.

Brak-as he walks out of the storeFuck you.

He probably didn't hear me, but I hope he did.

Comments

[ladyvyola.livejournal.com]

I have to hand it to the barely-out-of-adolescence clerk who once waited on me at Best Buy. I handed him two DVDs -- *nsync Live from Madison Square Garden and Se7en (My personal best at a WTF? combination *g*) and he didn't blink an eye.

p.s. You might not remember me, but there is in existence a photo of you, me and Karen of the SSPND deepthroating lightsaber lollypops at a Bash. Ah, the incriminating follies of youth!

[brak666.livejournal.com]

I remember the name. And I certainly remember the lightsaber pops. I don't suppose I could get a copy of that picture.

[ladyvyola.livejournal.com]

I'll have to see what I can do.

[caorann.livejournal.com]

Vyola! ::hugs:: Yeah, I remember you! Can't wait to see that picture. Though it isn't me in it. ::sigh:: I can't find any pictures of my misspent youth, and that Space Whore outfit should have been memorialized.

[lanchid.livejournal.com]

In a sich like this, the only thing to do is ask the clerk what he listens to and then start to laugh.

Once, I was ringing up a lady who had a stack of romances (and we all know how I'm the Romance Specialist, right?), and her 15 year old son was making fun of her right there at the counter. So I stop scanning books and say to her, "Excuse me." Turn to the kid, "So, have you ever read one of these?" "No.", says he, with a good deal of what-the-frell in his voice. "And do you have a girlfriend?" "No." I reply with a great deal of satisfaction in my voice, "Ah. I think I see a connection." Mother dies laughing, I continue with my sale and the kid turns red with embarrassment.

Ya just gotta make them eat it.