So I was browsing around this local musical instrument store earlier today. You know, band instruments, backline rentals, lotsa used stuff. The first thing I stared at was this beaten-to-death super lead. Eleven hundred and fifty nine dollars worth. "You wanna check it out?" Not really, thanks anyway.
Fast forward to me looking into the priceless acoustic closet...there's a standee of Ed in the corner. Fucking AC/DC stickers on his arm and shit. There's also a sticker on the half-open sliding glass door:
DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT EMPLOYEE
After noticing that, I asked the dipshit that asked me about checking out the super lead if i could buy the standee. He went, "what are you talking about?" I explained that there was a promotional Peavey standee of Eddie Van Halen in the acoustic guitar sunroom...in the corner. He goes, "did you bother to look at the guitars?" I told him point blank that I only noticed the do not enter sticker....after a few weird seconds, I said I didn't give a fuck about the priceless Ovations and Martins.
He got really fucking mad...goes, "Ovations huh?...nice try." I explained that I just wanted the EVH standee....if you go in there and get it, I'll buy it. He asked me if I needed anything else, and slammed the sunroom door.
I went, "sure, gimme a couple packs of not even slinkys....I'll buy 'em."
They didn't carry those strings.
I'LL NEVER GO BACK THERE AGAIN
Fast forward to me looking into the priceless acoustic closet...there's a standee of Ed in the corner. Fucking AC/DC stickers on his arm and shit. There's also a sticker on the half-open sliding glass door:
DO NOT ENTER WITHOUT EMPLOYEE
After noticing that, I asked the dipshit that asked me about checking out the super lead if i could buy the standee. He went, "what are you talking about?" I explained that there was a promotional Peavey standee of Eddie Van Halen in the acoustic guitar sunroom...in the corner. He goes, "did you bother to look at the guitars?" I told him point blank that I only noticed the do not enter sticker....after a few weird seconds, I said I didn't give a fuck about the priceless Ovations and Martins.
He got really fucking mad...goes, "Ovations huh?...nice try." I explained that I just wanted the EVH standee....if you go in there and get it, I'll buy it. He asked me if I needed anything else, and slammed the sunroom door.
I went, "sure, gimme a couple packs of not even slinkys....I'll buy 'em."
They didn't carry those strings.
I'LL NEVER GO BACK THERE AGAIN

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