Monday, August 03, 2009
From Annie:
A young man around 18-20 comes in, wearing nothing but tight-fitting underwear and rollerblades. He's sweating profusely and is wandering/rolling aimlessly, clearly unfamiliar with the store. I ask if I can help him find something, he says no. I ask if he's a member here, he says no. I ask if he'd like to open up an account, he becomes very agitated.
"Is there a problem?" he asks.
"Well, honestly, you're rollerblading indoors and you're practically naked and it doesn't look like you plan on renting anything."
"Do you have a problem with how I'm dressed?"
"Frankly, yes. I'd prefer it if you put on a shirt, and maybe shoes, and, um, pants."
"There's no sign that says I need those things to be in here."
"Listen, are you going to open an account?"
"Are you going to open your mind?"
"Nope. Mind's all closed up for the day."
"Whatever, I'm leaving. I was just in here for the a/c, I'm waiting for my girlfriend."
"Lucky her."
He rolls out the door.
A few "overheard at vfb's"
Two tweens browsing on a packed weekend night:
"Oh my gosh, we have to get The Notebook. It's so good, it's like Twilight times a billion!"
A couple trying to decide on something:
Girl: "Can we get Hitch?"
Guy: "Can you get real?"
