Saturday, January 26, 2008

A Mystery of the Record Store

Now, I know I'm not the only one that this happens to, but what the fuck is up with goin record shoppin and, like, 10 minutes after you step foot into the store, you gotsta take a huge piss, but 99.9999999% of all record stores don't have a bathroom for customers??!!?!?!!???!!
Happens every time. Must be one of my Meriods.
Anybody know why this shit happens?

3 comments:

pbrchicken said...

yeah, but on the flip, back in the Cellophane days.. would you have actually wanted to escort dudes from the Ave up a flight of stairs.. and all the way to the bathroom in the back of the store?

you must be joking... right?

Rev. Gabelicious said...

Ahem! Barrett, you are not addressing the real issue here buddy. Of course I detested the idea of escorting heroin junkies to the pisser at Cellophane. I'm not asking for record stores to provide, I just wanna know what, psychologically or physically or both, makes me haveta piss as soon as I start record shoppin. Geez man...fuckin spazz

Shannon said...

Maybe it's because so much of the new stuff out there is so bad, you wanna piss on it.