Sad...
So I'm browsing in a record shop, going through the old punk stuff because you know, I'm still cool and stuff and I find an album with at least a dozen tracks I know I love.
"I'll take this!" I tell the child behind the counter, who gives me an approving nod.
I head home, can't wait to play it and notice, in my carefully alphabetised album rack, the exact same disc.
So I go back and explain to the guy what had happened and ask if it would be possible for me to exchange it for another one.
He just looks at me sadly, nods and lets out a plaintive: "Duuuude...."
( difficultchild, Fri 8 Jun 2012, 1:55, Reply)