God, I hated that character. Guess Mr. Black did an excellent acting job
:)

On Sun, 14 May 2006, Marty Rudnick wrote:

> ...reminds me that Jack Black played a most excellent abusive record
> store clerk in the movie High Fidelity.
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> Marty
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> Holmes Online wrote:
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> > From: "Mike Nicholson" <mnick@nc.rr.com>
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> >> This would be a great thread.
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> > Presto ipso facto bingo! Now it is.
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> >> I'll start it off by saying that I was the rudest record store clerk
> >> in the known universe between June 1980 and February 1983 at the
> >> Record Exchange in Greensboro, NC.
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> > I think David Bash and Carl Cafarelli will back me up on this one:
> > Alan, the owner of Desert Shore Records in Syracuse. Sneering,
> > condescending, untrusting miscreant who would mock out his own
> > customers for their selections. And god forbid you tried to SELL him a
> > record - he's waft through the titles laughing out loud, bleating
> > "this SUCKS!" or "what a FAG!"...after a couple of minutes of abuse
> > he'd finally offer that person fifty cents for one record out of a
> > stack of twenty...if that dose of humiliation wasn't enough and the
> > customer would accept, he'd pay off in nickels and dimes and then
> > SMASH the album to smithereens on the counter right in front of the
> > customer.
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> > Not a sweeping generalization in life (and Mike is an exception as I
> > have met him and he doesn't strike me as this type), but is there an
> > equation that says the ruder the asshole you are, the bigger the loser
> > you really are? I traveled the same paths as Alan and knew many people
> > in common, and I think his persona and rude glee came from the fact
> > that outside of that world he was incapable of human interaction. I
> > didn't know a soul (and I knew a LOT of people in town) who could be
> > considered a friend, and I never saw him anywhere else. I suspect he
> > was as lonely and bitter a person as he appeared...so maybe he gets
> > points for not being a phony. :)
> >
> > I did spend some time behind the counter at Gerber's and Record
> > Theatre in Syracuse; the former employed some of the greatest people I
> > ever met (despite the fact that the owner was a complete asshole) and
> > the latter gave me the ability to broadcast whatever I was into to the
> > subjects of Syracuse University including the stoner denizens of the
> > "beach" on Marshall Street. Sweet life. Every payday I'd have to dip
> > into my pocket and pay THEM because of what I bought that week.
> > Wouldn't trade a moment of it.
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